A Nod To Nothing
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| Blog Name: | A Nod To Nothing |
| Url: | http://nodtonothing.blogspot.com |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | Bicycling, Geocaching, Friends |
| Description: | Pretty much as it says, a lot of nothing about nothing |
| Popularity: | 8 Followers |
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Managerial Style Advice
Again, I paraphrase. But this is very close...Brady (developer): "Were you at Target last week?"Me (manager): "I'm not sure. Usually my wife goes to Target. But I do end up there sometimes."Brady: "The Eagan Target?"Me: "That's the one I go to. I live near it."Brady: "I thought I saw you there."Me: "It might have been me."Brady: "No. I thought it was you. But this guy was wearing a green sort of pull over."Me: "Like a Mexican pullover?"Brady:
Again, I paraphrase. But this is very close...Brady (developer): "Were you at Target last week?"Me (manager): "I'm not sure. Usually my wife goes to Target. But I do end up there sometimes."Brady: "The Eagan Target?"Me: "That's the one I go to. I live near it."Brady: "I thought I saw you there."Me: "It might have been me."Brady: "No. I thought it was you. But this guy was wearing a green sort of pull over."Me: "Like a Mexican pullover?"Brady:
Teenage Angst
Eryn: "Blah, blah, blah, blah."Me: "Stop it. Do not be rude to your mother."Eryn: "Hmph."Me: "Stop it. You're being rude."Eryn, stomping upstairs: "Fine. If you yell at me anymore, I'm going to feel like I'm going to die!"
Eryn: "Blah, blah, blah, blah."Me: "Stop it. Do not be rude to your mother."Eryn: "Hmph."Me: "Stop it. You're being rude."Eryn, stomping upstairs: "Fine. If you yell at me anymore, I'm going to feel like I'm going to die!"
Geocaching-mania
BEFORE YOU READ THIS POST: if you intend to go geocaching in Ritter Park any time soon, you may not want to read this post. The pictures might ruin some of your fun.To celebrate my 41st birthday, I took off Friday to go on an all day geocaching adventure with The Boss from work. Not my boss. The Boss. We planned to hit as many caches as we could in eight+ hours, without resorting to "a plan" to jigger the numbers: e.g. we went to a park and did a lot of walking, we went to some nearby fields and did a lot of walking, and we went to the Prior Lake park system and did a lot of walking. We succeeded in our goal and found 30 caches, plus a letterbox that we found compl
BEFORE YOU READ THIS POST: if you intend to go geocaching in Ritter Park any time soon, you may not want to read this post. The pictures might ruin some of your fun.To celebrate my 41st birthday, I took off Friday to go on an all day geocaching adventure with The Boss from work. Not my boss. The Boss. We planned to hit as many caches as we could in eight+ hours, without resorting to "a plan" to jigger the numbers: e.g. we went to a park and did a lot of walking, we went to some nearby fields and did a lot of walking, and we went to the Prior Lake park system and did a lot of walking. We succeeded in our goal and found 30 caches, plus a letterbox that we found compl
Something Good to Hear Right After Turning 41
On the way to coffee this morning, I heard two women at work discussing a coworker. One of them suddenly opined, "He's much better looking now that he's older."Sorry Mean Mr. Mustard, but neither of them had a Russian accent.
On the way to coffee this morning, I heard two women at work discussing a coworker. One of them suddenly opined, "He's much better looking now that he's older."Sorry Mean Mr. Mustard, but neither of them had a Russian accent.
Nanners
I paraphrase a it, but this is close...Eryn: "Sit on the cushion. Sometimes the cushion is for anti-neeners."Me: "You mean nanners?"Eryn: "Yeah. What?"Pooteewheet: "That makes a certain amount of sense."Eryn: "What?"Pooteewheet: "If girl parts are neeners. Then guy parts are nanners."Eryn: "Why?"Pooteewheet: "Well, what kind of fruit does a penis look like?"Eryn: "A pear?"
I paraphrase a it, but this is close...Eryn: "Sit on the cushion. Sometimes the cushion is for anti-neeners."Me: "You mean nanners?"Eryn: "Yeah. What?"Pooteewheet: "That makes a certain amount of sense."Eryn: "What?"Pooteewheet: "If girl parts are neeners. Then guy parts are nanners."Eryn: "Why?"Pooteewheet: "Well, what kind of fruit does a penis look like?"Eryn: "A pear?"
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