A2K time zones: What's the time where you are & what are you up to?

Yes.

And, and ...?

Good evening to you tsar!

Lucky you, Deb!

I'm so jealous!

Good luck with the hair cut! Report back later!

don't you think you are getting pretty " nosy " , asking all those questions ?
are you with the FBI ?

Good evening, dys!

It's probably a very boring program, anyway.

Sweet dreams, Diane.

I'm gonna sell all this useful information to a market research company, hamburger.

lady Diane backed out of the garage today without opening the garage door, fortunately she didn't leave as much as a scratch before she stopped. I didn't say a word.

Its friday, may 21 and its 8:45 pm

Good evening, mysteryman.

But where are you?

Whatcha up to?

We want to know!

11;47, Melbourne, Oz.

Big pot of coffee just made. Smells good.
Late breakfast: bowl of fruity, nutty muesli.
Going shopping soon.

21:49 listening to a podcast of the opie & anthony show

Friday, may 21. 20:50
I'm at work.
And you are already in tomorrow morning, in your pajamas.
Whaaaaaaaah!!!!!

You're working way too late, fbaezer! Stop it & go home immediately! I insist!



Yes, we're very advanced here, compared to the rest of you. We have great pajamas, too!

Just after 10 pm on the east coast of the U.S. as I post this.
I avidly follow world politics which takes me to places at strange times of someone's day or night. Comments and blogs.
I am somewhat addicted to internet scrabble. I have collected players from some 50 countries. Lots and lots of different time zones from when I might play between 8 and 11 US eastern time.
I am an okay scrabble player but, if I am lucky, I will get matched with someone who enjoys chatting more than playing the game. 30 minutes, with each of us laying down a word every now and again.
I have met some incredible people. And I am a damn good listener.
> The old German man who told me all about being 10 years old when the bombs fell on Berlin. No one in his family wanted to hear about that. So he told me. And then he was gone.
> The lounge singer in a dreary club in Liverpool. She would get home around 2 am her time and we would pretend to play a game, my last game before bedtime. Over a period of 6 weeks. Night after night.
I heard that some blokes came in; and then they came back and one of them sat at the end of the bar near where her piano was; and then that Trevor was his name and then that she and Trevor were going to go to a small party together.
And then she was gone.
> During the last conflict between Israel and Lebanon I played scrabble with mothers who had children on one side or the other. They could not or would not talk to each other, so I was the conduit. There was no angst between them Rather each of them wondered why children, their children, were being sent off to war.
> I met a lady tonight on scrabble who lives in China. She is a Brit. I hope to run into her again.
What am I up to? Virtual traveling.

Good evening, MsOlga!
It's 7:10 pm here, Friday, May 21st, in Southern California, a bit cloudy this evening, but we had a beautiful day with mild temperatures, around 72 F (or 24 C). I was waiting for the electrician to put up a new ceiling lamp, but he cancelled and will come tomorrow morning instead. We had dinner and are lounging now in front of the TV and computer and glad that it is Friday - the entire weekend
is ahead of us. Even Lilly dog is content and relaxed.

Too bad, I've had an eye on you..

Speaking of Trevor, good writer there..

very touching, that, re the mothers..

This is wonderful!
Realtime updates on your doings! Just the thing a sticky nosed person loves!

I haven't been able to read or respond to the last few posts, but later!

12:48 pm Melbourne:

Get out of pajamas & into jeans & walk down to the shopping centre for weekend food & supplies.

The Saturday morning defrost is over!

afternoon msO.

10:30 pm or so here on the prairie.

making something to eat after working at the arena.

built video boards and camera positions, then strung about a mile of cable.

goin' bed soonish...

23:59 and I can barely keep my eyes open.

Bonne nuit toute le monde!

Help, I'm stepping into the Twilight Zone
The place is a mad-house,
Feels like being cloned
My beacon's been moved under moon and star
Where am I to go
Now that I've gone too far
Soon you will come to know
When the bullet hits the bone

This is what twitter is for
3.58 pm sat
Today I boy shopped for clothes and shoes. black runners steelcap blunnies 2 flannellete shirts 2 high vis shirts. In, size up and out again in under 10 mins at each shop. Daughter and BF arrived for surprise lunch at a cafe for mumpads birfday. Watered the grass seed i sowed earlier this week.