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lol it still exists:

http://www.cafepress.com/dymt

Well that went downhill quickly. I see the gleek hasn't lost his "touch".

Wait, what?

Never understood the DYMT phenomenon. But it sure has staying power.

Well, she typed like a five-year-old, and the OG DYMT is now 13 years old, so I guess thegleek is probably correct.

(and yes, spiraled out of control in a hurry, this one did)

paulWTAMU wrote:

You look remarkably like the pastor at my church. Uncanny

If that was aimed at me let me assure you that I would be a bloody poor pastor.

Captain Ned wrote:

paulWTAMU wrote:

You look remarkably like the pastor at my church. Uncanny

If that was aimed at me let me assure you that I would be a bloody poor pastor.

Might convince me to go to church though!

(Disclosure: Believe it or not, this avowed person of non-faith actually *does* go to church... about 6 times a year. My wife and son play in the bell choir. At a church 25 miles from our home. That we aren't even members of. Yes, there's a convoluted back story here that I won't bore you with right now. )

That shirt is marvelous.

Vrock wrote:

That shirt is marvelous.

The best part is that I no longer need a name tag at BBQ (not like they were sticking well in the heat & humidity).

just brew it! wrote:

bell choir

Handbell choirs are awesome! Like, seriously.

derFunkenstein wrote:

Handbell choirs are awesome! Like, seriously.

But... do they rock?
Queen
The Eagles
LMFAO
Blue Oyster Cult
Journey
Led Zeppelin
P.S.:
Guns 'n Roses
Styx
AC-DC
Lynyrd Skynyrd

derFunkenstein wrote:

Well, she typed like a five-year-old

Dyslexia, IIRC.

JustAnEngineer wrote:

derFunkenstein wrote:

Handbell choirs are awesome! Like, seriously.

But... do they rock?
Queen
The Eagles
LMFAO
Blue Oyster Cult
Journey
Led Zeppelin
P.S.:
Guns 'n Roses
Styx
AC-DC
Lynyrd Skynyrd

Let me guess, all these band tunes use cow bell?

Edit... Awww just the Blue Oyster Cult song....

Mr Bill wrote:

Let me guess, all these band tunes use cow bell?

Edit... Awww just the Blue Oyster Cult song....

Handbell != cowbell

I turn 60 in ten days. I'm bored, you guys need to entertain me.
Blue Oyster Cult
I got a fever

Mr Bill wrote:

I turn 60 in ten days.

Turning 60 deserves a pat on the back for making it this long. So do you have any regrets for anything you might of done in the past that you would like to change if the option to do so existed?

Edit: Happy 60th Birthday

Quick everyone act normal, I see ssk is signed in.

I probably should have married that girl I fell in love with in college. But I decided the MS and later the PhD, and the Postdoc were more important. Its taken years and impending alzheimers which is probably creeping up but now I can see I might have taken more emotional risks. But no, not really any regrets. I'm here taking care of my mom (hospice at home) and trying to run my environmental lab business and just waiting in limbo for it to all fall apart when she dies. So, I've had a lot more time on my hands to log on to TR and annoy people on the boards and the front page. Nothing else to do really unless my sister spells me on week days and I'm at work.

SSK ARE YOU GOING TO COME JOIN US!!!!!!! WE HAZZZ DYMT!

Mr Bill wrote:

But I decided the MS and later the PhD, and the Postdoc were more important. Its taken years and impending alzheimers which is probably creeping up but now I can see I might have taken more emotional risks.

Wouldn't it be nice if you could tell whether someone was worth the risk before taking it? At one point not taking a risk was what I had to work on, and then I met someone who cured me of that, but let's not talk about her. Ugh.

Redocbew wrote:

Mr Bill wrote:

But I decided the MS and later the PhD, and the Postdoc were more important. Its taken years and impending alzheimers which is probably creeping up but now I can see I might have taken more emotional risks.

Wouldn't it be nice if you could tell whether someone was worth the risk before taking it? At one point not taking a risk was what I had to work on, and then I met someone who cured me of that, but let's not talk about her. Ugh.

Yeah, I had that girl too. When I turned 50; I went for the big ring and burned all the way to the ground.

Right behind you, Mr. Bill. I'm well into my 5th decade and have a birthday coming up soon too (not a decade milestone though).

And Blue Oyster Cult rules! I have all of their albums, and have seen them perform live multiple times. Most recently just a couple of years ago, at the Naperville IL Ribfest.

Holy crap moving is a lot of work, and I don't even have that much stuff.

Redocbew wrote:

Holy crap moving is a lot of work, and I don't even have that much stuff.

On that note... my parents and I have been helping the grandparents clean up all their junk in the yard (live plants, dead plants, empty pots, machine parts/aluminum stock in the yard... the usual). Yes, you read that last bit right (he made machinery for years... still has the drawings, neat stuff). Grandpa hardly throws anything away, it drives grandma nuts, so this is decades worth of stuff...

Redocbew wrote:

Holy crap moving is a lot of work, and I don't even have that much stuff.

On the stress-o-meter, I would rank it somewhere below getting married (or probably divorced, but I haven't had the displeasure of experiencing that), having your first kid, or losing a family member or close friend. I'd put it above pretty much everything else.

Fortunately I devoted yesterday to getting Internet access switched over and rebuilding the home network. Today was the actual move where I wrangled all my stuff. That was enough by its self.

localhostrulez wrote:

On that note... my parents and I have been helping the grandparents clean up all their junk in the yard (live plants, dead plants, empty pots, machine parts/aluminum stock in the yard... the usual). Yes, you read that last bit right (he made machinery for years... still has the drawings, neat stuff). Grandpa hardly throws anything away, it drives grandma nuts, so this is decades worth of stuff...

Oh, good lord don't get me started. My parents moved to a retirement home last year. Some of the stuff we threw out was mind-boggling. Multiple coffee cans full of rusty screws and nails (many of them bent or stripped). Hundreds (thousands?) of random pieces of scrap lumber and metal. Stashes of wooden Popsicle sticks and empty yogurt cartons. Piles of of old-school drapery hooks. A blower motor from a furnace that had been replaced years before. It goes on and on...

I think it is a "people who grew up during the Great Depression" thing. Save everything, because you might be able to use it for something someday.

There were some treasures too, of course. Old photos that I never knew existed, and random bits and pieces from my father's past (which he didn't talk about much). Books I had forotten from my childhood, but remembered upon seeing them...

just brew it! wrote:

A blower motor from a furnace that had been replaced years before. It goes on and on...

Want a used broken faucet that was replaced years ago? Threw that out last week...

Thing is, I don't think the great depression really affected them (WW2 did though). It's just that grandpa (not grandma) is a total packrat. We cleaned up a bunch of stuff months ago (paint cans, broken extension cords, pieces of rebar, etc), threw it in an old storage shed, planning to haul it off later - and then he didn't want us doing that (as of late, he's finally been relenting). And that doesn't even get into the art/nicknacks he's been collecting for years (ex. he just gave me a scale from before spring scales were a thing... some of this stuff might be worth something, but a lot of it really isn't). I'm definitely keeping the machine drawings and pictures though, since he spent so much time building all that up. Time to go back tomorrow and do some more work on the job (fit what I can in the CR-V and do a dump run, maybe borrow a truck at some point for the longer stuff).

Problem is that grandma is physically *very* weak, has been for a while, and grandpa's mind is going as of the last several months... they've had a few incidents as of late, and we really want/need to get them in a care home. Slowly talking them into doing that (rather than staying at home/getting help).

Dad's still reasonably with it mentally, but struggling physically due to multiple issues (guess that'll happen when you get into your 80s). His physical decline was what prompted the move. I really feel for him, I'm sure it is very frustrating to feel like you could still be doing a lot more if your body would only cooperate.

My paternal grandfather was a packrat as well. He hit a bad patch about 25 years ago and spent some time in a nursing home to recuperate. Dad, Sis, & I took that as the opportunity to clean out his house and whittle down the midden piles. Damn ornery bastard got wind of it, checked himself out of the nursing home AMA, and started pulling stuff back out of the dumpster that was still in his driveway. Once he passed, we found ourselves tossing much of the stuff for a second time.