...The Ranch's answer to you -know - what - with no rules.
Go ahead...tell us what you're having for dinner - we can't wait! Got a cute pic of kitty peeking out of a paper bag? Post it! We live for that stuff!
Math addict? How about a refresher on the Pythagorean Theorem?
Like macaroni and cheese? Tell us why!
So even if you're not a writer or a poet (yet), there's still plenty of fun things to do at the Armadillo!
Oh baby, oh baby!
I'm teaching a course at my community college alma mater this semester, Estimating and Construction Planning. If you'd like, I can post my notes on calculating foundation excavation and backfill.
No, thanks. I was talking on the phone to someone who gave me the full results of his lab tests, and I woke up drooling. I'd share the results, but somehow the numbers have drifted away.
You know backfill? Really?
Today was "Family Fun Day"! We made beer!
As good as the blue lady?
Had Colonel Mustard not been so visually impaired – a result of an old war injury- he may not have smiled so pleasantly at Millicent Peacock, a sprawling, chinless, behemoth seated to his left, endowed with a personality and facial appearance that could only compare favorably to five miles of bad road, who excitedly accepted his attention (based on the conversation with Miss Scarlett) as an overture and responded with a curious and thoroughly obnoxious snort/giggle that succeeded in freezing a number of small conversations throughout the room to an awkward, uncomfortable silence.
The woman's serape cuts the wind in the parking lot of the anger management class. The group gathers, exhaling smoke at high speed, to exchange numbers of some place better.That crone is worthless, they agree.
I resemble that remark!
Ha! Some people sleep in their clothes, sometimes for days as a time. Did I used to do that, I wonder?
This is my literary pick o' the week...I won't give away the ending, though.
This gal is surely on Rush Limbaugh's must-watch video list.