HEY GIRLFRIEND!!
Hey, Girlfriend!
I have fabulous news: donors truly stepped up and gave $9953.74 during ASTEF’s Ignite the Heart February Contribution Campaign! As wonderful as that is, I truly believe that if The Powers That Be would have used my video of Gramps, the world’s oldest Elvis impersonator, singing “Hunka Hunka Burning Love’ (while twisting his arthritic hips as far as his walker allowed), somebody would have coughed up the $46.26 to make it ten grand. Just sayin’.
Here’s the latest news of Psycho Suzy and Zoom zaniness. PS decided to join our latest Zoom meeting from an undisclosed location where she was “glamping” with her grands. Evidently you can “glamp” in a yurt, treehouse, safari tent, or pod. PS must have been in a Safari tent because I swanny she was wearing a pith helmet! At least that’s what it looked like in her 3 second intervals on screen. Somebody else had to start the meeting because PS was like that song “Whoomp! There it is!” until she wasn’t. In and out, In and out. Bless her heart. I have to give her credit, though, she got the job done in those three second increments, but the rest of us had whiplash.
Oh and the cute teenybopper tech wiz was given an assignment during Zoom, accepted it, created something brilliantly techy, and did a show and tell of it before the Zoom was over! She’s so sweet, cute, and smart. Bless her heart.
There is such craziness going on with the Pad Pals. You remember I thought we could bling out the plain ASTEF shirts they were supposed to get, and PS shot me down. I’ll bet Louie down the street could get those shirts done pronto and cheap. Of course that would depend on how busy he is with the other half of his business – lube jobs on the side. But the Powers That Be decided to do Pad Pal buttons instead of shirts, and they can’t get them made right for love or money. They don’t know Louie. If the moon is in the seventh house, and Jupiter aligns with Mars, and Louie keeps reporting to his parole officer, he would do an excellent job on those shirts and buttons. Just sayin’
But the freakiest thing about the Zoom meeting was the acronym-loving board member. Today’s kids have a whole nother secret online language using mostly acronyms. It’s called internet slang. Back in the 1900’s when we wrote letters to our boyfriends, we would write SWAK on the envelopes. It meant sealed with a kiss. Kids these days text coded messages or post them on social media. This is Generation Whatever’s way to communicate faster and unbeknownst to most humans of an age. It’s what the cool kids do.
We now have somebody on the Board who uses this internet language on Zoom. But she’s not typing it in. (By the way, it’s not typing any more. It’s called “keying in.” ) Using words like “typing” labels us as OG– Original Gangster. These whipper snappers are calling us gangsters! But back to the deluded board member. This woman says the acronyms in Zooms. Signing off, she will say, “TTYL!”. Her answer to questions is always, “IDK.” I think she reads romances, too, because she said “DTR” one time! When I asked this nut job to explain her new language to me, she told me I had FOMO. FOMO! I’m pretty sure I’ve been vaccinated. If there were demerits in ASTEF, she deserves a million.
I’ll talk to you later, Girlfriend, and let you know BAE the DL of what’s happening in ASTEF IRL ICYMI. IYKYK
TTYL,
Lady Secret Sister
I have fabulous news: donors truly stepped up and gave $9953.74 during ASTEF’s Ignite the Heart February Contribution Campaign! As wonderful as that is, I truly believe that if The Powers That Be would have used my video of Gramps, the world’s oldest Elvis impersonator, singing “Hunka Hunka Burning Love’ (while twisting his arthritic hips as far as his walker allowed), somebody would have coughed up the $46.26 to make it ten grand. Just sayin’.
Here’s the latest news of Psycho Suzy and Zoom zaniness. PS decided to join our latest Zoom meeting from an undisclosed location where she was “glamping” with her grands. Evidently you can “glamp” in a yurt, treehouse, safari tent, or pod. PS must have been in a Safari tent because I swanny she was wearing a pith helmet! At least that’s what it looked like in her 3 second intervals on screen. Somebody else had to start the meeting because PS was like that song “Whoomp! There it is!” until she wasn’t. In and out, In and out. Bless her heart. I have to give her credit, though, she got the job done in those three second increments, but the rest of us had whiplash.
Oh and the cute teenybopper tech wiz was given an assignment during Zoom, accepted it, created something brilliantly techy, and did a show and tell of it before the Zoom was over! She’s so sweet, cute, and smart. Bless her heart.
There is such craziness going on with the Pad Pals. You remember I thought we could bling out the plain ASTEF shirts they were supposed to get, and PS shot me down. I’ll bet Louie down the street could get those shirts done pronto and cheap. Of course that would depend on how busy he is with the other half of his business – lube jobs on the side. But the Powers That Be decided to do Pad Pal buttons instead of shirts, and they can’t get them made right for love or money. They don’t know Louie. If the moon is in the seventh house, and Jupiter aligns with Mars, and Louie keeps reporting to his parole officer, he would do an excellent job on those shirts and buttons. Just sayin’
But the freakiest thing about the Zoom meeting was the acronym-loving board member. Today’s kids have a whole nother secret online language using mostly acronyms. It’s called internet slang. Back in the 1900’s when we wrote letters to our boyfriends, we would write SWAK on the envelopes. It meant sealed with a kiss. Kids these days text coded messages or post them on social media. This is Generation Whatever’s way to communicate faster and unbeknownst to most humans of an age. It’s what the cool kids do.
We now have somebody on the Board who uses this internet language on Zoom. But she’s not typing it in. (By the way, it’s not typing any more. It’s called “keying in.” ) Using words like “typing” labels us as OG– Original Gangster. These whipper snappers are calling us gangsters! But back to the deluded board member. This woman says the acronyms in Zooms. Signing off, she will say, “TTYL!”. Her answer to questions is always, “IDK.” I think she reads romances, too, because she said “DTR” one time! When I asked this nut job to explain her new language to me, she told me I had FOMO. FOMO! I’m pretty sure I’ve been vaccinated. If there were demerits in ASTEF, she deserves a million.
I’ll talk to you later, Girlfriend, and let you know BAE the DL of what’s happening in ASTEF IRL ICYMI. IYKYK
TTYL,
Lady Secret Sister
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