tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post2889703848217803925..comments2024-03-28T08:41:01.172-05:00Comments on Unbagging the Cats: Val Does Not Wish to be Catered ToValhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-60451636854776530962016-04-29T19:58:22.220-05:002016-04-29T19:58:22.220-05:00I HOPE that's only a conspiracy that you smell...I HOPE that's only a conspiracy that you smell... No need to be impressed by my encyclopedia head. I simply have a flat noggin.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-14928233097029369352016-04-29T19:55:43.761-05:002016-04-29T19:55:43.761-05:00Is that ironic, Madam? You having your retirement ...Is that ironic, Madam? You having your retirement dinner on Friday the 13th? Maybe Hick can hook you up with a medicine-delivery job out of that unmarked storefront in the plaza. Be sure to get your application in to Christy, who works at Casey's.<br /><br />When talk of my retirement came up at the teacher lunch table quite a while back, I said, "Do I HAVE to go to a retirement dinner? Because if I am expected to, I will. But I really don't like those kind of things." And the man in charge of my building said, "No, you don't have to." While the rest of them cut eyes at each other. So I think I dodged that bullet before anything was officially planned.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-49002647835146971202016-04-29T19:51:25.762-05:002016-04-29T19:51:25.762-05:00Now that you mention it...I did not see a single B...Now that you mention it...I did not see a single Burger King there.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-65525538868482775082016-04-29T19:50:44.359-05:002016-04-29T19:50:44.359-05:00Well, anybody without teeth like a set of chef'...Well, anybody without teeth like a set of chef's knives would have DIFFICULTY eating those vegetables I was served.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-90297668174739051592016-04-28T22:36:11.426-05:002016-04-28T22:36:11.426-05:00I smell a conspiracy in the making. Love the Yadi ...I smell a conspiracy in the making. Love the Yadi Molina comparison. You walk with an encyclopedia on top of your head? I'm impressed. I thought you just had a head full of encyclopedic knowledge. Donna Volkenannthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04540727800410234483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-67238914763269406982016-04-28T21:01:23.365-05:002016-04-28T21:01:23.365-05:00I will have to compare my retirement dinner--on Ma...I will have to compare my retirement dinner--on May 13--to The Pony's award dinner.<br /><br />Yeah, you are not the only one leaving public education in Missouri at the end of May. But you're the only one who won't be looking for another job this summer...Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-75977499938650520152016-04-28T20:56:56.013-05:002016-04-28T20:56:56.013-05:00Wasn't there a Burger King in that town?Wasn't there a Burger King in that town?Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-43016766557861188662016-04-28T20:47:30.853-05:002016-04-28T20:47:30.853-05:00I'm a big lover of vegetables, but I'd hav...I'm a big lover of vegetables, but I'd have difficulty eating what you've so colorfully described.stephen Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659054447637207734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-57899693084680761882016-04-28T20:21:14.623-05:002016-04-28T20:21:14.623-05:00No! Not EVEN! The drinks were pre-poured, and sitt...No! Not EVEN! The drinks were pre-poured, and sitting on our table. I had a glass of water which dripped condensation every time I picked it up. And a glass of pale brown liquid I assumed to be tea. I'm pretty sure the caterer would not have given everyone in the room a Diet Coke.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-79856416892983961322016-04-28T20:18:20.469-05:002016-04-28T20:18:20.469-05:00Ooh! How I would LOVE some gas station chicken rig...Ooh! How I would LOVE some gas station chicken right now! But alas, Val has been cutting back. It was chicken tacos for me tonight, filled with LETTUCE! And a couple tiny cubes of chicken. But with plenty of salsa!Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-22430950299880502632016-04-28T20:09:54.532-05:002016-04-28T20:09:54.532-05:00But did you have the equivalent of a 44 0z diet Co...But did you have the equivalent of a 44 0z diet Coke?<br />Your meal sounds unappealing, even if the veggies were overdone. Salad crunching... I had to laugh.Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-21202472985030040932016-04-28T18:31:32.240-05:002016-04-28T18:31:32.240-05:00Perhaps you have just been spoiled by Gas Station ...Perhaps you have just been spoiled by Gas Station Chicken?joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.com