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Stephen, it's great to hear from you! Prayers for Amanda - good news on the tests. Good luck too with the job search - not a fun thing to do, but the right thing is out there for you!

I hate those. I've had people send me messages that things need to be fixed RIGHT NOW. And then they go on vacation for two weeks immediately following their message.

Man I hate the term "turkey day". Cue Sally using it constantly.

Nope. You just have a normal brain. Sorry, psychic wannabe.

And it was...?

I didn't even know how close it was when I wrote my post about the trouble ticket. If only I'd written one more sentence the K would be mine.

On the other hand - Damon, you're not psychic. Your...

OH CRAP. Damon's going to get it.

I had a ticket this morning from a person who added in the comments: "This has been open for an hour. It should be a HIGH incident. I can't work"

She was the only one affected. User error. NO...

I'm always logged in during the work day, but I don't think it always shows my name if my browser window isn't open.

I figured it was probably you. I think the Padre is in stealth, too.

If I post about once every 40 minutes how long will it take to get to the K?

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Hmm. I'm one of those members...but who is the other? They're in stealth mode.

Sheryl's family was close with the Schmicks when she was a kid. She and her brother stayed with them sometimes when her mom was in the hospital. Doug Schmick took them on a "progressive dinner"...

That's actually less than I thought it would be. I was figuring more like $20. One of our favorite things to do when we visit is go to the grocery store to check the price of milk. WOW.

Any time you want.

Slowest. K-run. EVER.

Oh, it's not the boss that made the job a bummer. I liked my old boss plenty, though he did some annoying business-speak stuff. I just don't like this line of work.

I just "met" with my new boss (conference call). Seems like a nice enough guy.

Jon Favreau makes me think of Will Ferrell eating cotton balls.

I suppose I could somehow formally revoke the existing declaration and issue a new one. But that just seems like so much work.

Well...it's likely the only one I'll ever give.

Absolutely! When my mom went to luncheons with her friends I knew something fancy was happening.

Lawrence Welk was Saturday evenings. I would often spend the night at my grandparents' house on Saturday nights and pinch their toes when they would fall asleep to Lawrence Welk.

Ken's KFPTOY post made me realize that I need to do this:

JFPOAT

(Jon's favorite post of all time).

OH. MY. GOD. Don, I am doing the happiest of happy dances! Keep working, little T-cells! Keep working!