I hope that is not me you are referring to ..... :D:rolleyes:

I saw that.

I will be diplomatic and borrow the icurhere2 appellation: the poster is a qualifier for the Craftsman Prize.

...or the entire tool department at Sears.

This phone call with the maltipoo breeder is going way too long...but at least the breeder ships their dogs on CO.

So puppy poop in your future?

They haz Hyatt

The malipoo breeder is going, SOLD SOLD SOLD CHACHING CHACHING in their mind :D

Mackieman - given your description of yourself, I wonder if I sat next to you once on a CO flight!

Long story, here goes:

years ago, I was flying from ORD-EWR with a colleague. We were both seated in the exit row, but on each side of the aisle. When I boarded, I sat down and my seat mate was a rather large gentleman. Not fat, just big. Very tall, very broad - but not what you would call fat. I smiled as I took my seat, and carried on a conversation with my colleague, who had an empty seat beside her.

Meanwhile, a gentleman boarded and took the window seat in the row in front of my colleauge. Suddenly we started hearing the most awful sounds. He was moaning and groaning and then he started throwing up in the airsick bag. Funnily enough, there was no real smell - but the noises were horrendous. More passengers boarded, and along came a passenger who seemingly had the same seat assignment as the sick man. Kerfuffles, general confusion abounded. My colleague looked at me in horror and said, "oh, dear god, please don't let this be his real seat (meaning the empty seat beside her).

To which, the big guy next to me nudged me and said "guess you're glad you're sitting next to me now, huh?" I fell about laughing, as did he, and we enjoyed a very pleasant flight chatting with each other.

The sick guy stayed in his seat, and the other passenger just found another seat to take!

Dude, you're getting a dog. :-:

It could be far worse. She could be like my wife and mother-in law at a shelter in PHX:

"Where's the sorriest excuse for a crappy animal you've got in this joint?"


"...We'll take him!"

That dog is a jerk. :rolleyes:

CM is getting all-together too domesticated. First, he has a fiancee, then he has an apartment with said fiancee, now he has a dog...... what next? Carpet slippers and a pipe?

I look forward to visiting Boutros Boutros Kitteh during the holidays, but am not about to pay a $500 nonrefundable pet "deposit" to bring him home.

Domesticated is having a Lab or a Retriever (or, heck, even a Beagle). This is a doglette. :-:

Hehe, it wasn't me, but that sounds like something I might say. But, to be clear, I am fat. No bones about it. But, unlike other fat people I know, I do not live in denial about it, but rather take necessary steps, especially when traveling, to cope with it and make it my issue and not the issue of those around me. Genetics and poor habits (which I am currently in the arduous process of reversing) did this to me, so it is my burden to bear.

But, I get really cheesed off when people start to question me about my actions when, in reality, they benefit from them.

A built in food disposal system for those brussel sprouts Cm hates :D

I'm not the meeting organizer but the conference is held at a Hyatt. Sadly, I am going to reserve a room now but need to wait for those 2010 suite upgrades (May conference).