Trudy, if you mean by "easily" "is a valid interpretation", then you're right. If by "easily" you mean "obviously", then you're wrong, as I can think of at least one other valid interpretation, namely starfucking.

I'm just saying that people still sending their kids there is easily a show of legitimate support of an innocent man.

What Betsy said. It doesn't prove anything, either way, and that was my point.

Having no experience in this area, I have done layout and "design" of 2 brochures, 2 invitations, a newsletter and now an order form.

Now you're an experienced designer! Add to resume.

Jesse, that sign is lifted straight from ASL. No adaptation required.

Yeah, I figured. Then it makes sense -- it's a big leap to make for a baby, but nsm for a grownup.

Even unusual?

Even unusual.

Okay. I am at work. My office still has not been cleaned. The rodent is dead. The maintenance man ever so kindly showed me it, with its snapped neck.

I want to cry. I know it's not here anymore, but I seriously HATE rats, and there are rat things everywhere. It is requiring major willpower to sit in this office. I am sweating, and it's not cold in here. I don't know what to do. I really really really need the hours at work, so I can't just quit. And they're not going to give me a new office. And I went to talk to my boss, who's very nice, but she didn't get the fact that this is a phobia of mine. This is what she said. "Oh, I meant to tell you that there's a rat problem in this building. That is why you need to treat your office like a campsite, and take any trash that might be a problem to the dumpster outside. At least now you know." And I was all, okay. I didn't know. I certainly know now. I had no idea that when I had chocolate milk on Monday, and I threw my empty carton in the trash it would have such hideous consequences.

God. My hands are kind of shaky right now.

Oh lord, Alibelle, that's just horrible. Poor you!

Cool! And knowing that it's adapted ASL and not just made for babies makes me feel much better about the "milking a cow" motion for milk that Debra Messing was making on Letterman last night.

Yup. Some of the signs are too complex for wee hands to make--so they either adapt an ASL sign or make one simpler. But for the most part--it's very much ASL. And most of the signs actually make a hell of a lot of sense.

The teacher had several great examples of how young babies grasp concepts that they are unable to communicate--signing helps them do this a lot earlier than they would if they had to wait to speak.

Rodents will leave an immediate area pretty quickly without a food source.

Jesse is a weather predicting COWGIRL llama.

I prefer the idea of Jesse as a cowgirl Lama. It's all multicultural and empowering and serene.

I might be a llama, though.

I promised myself I won't post today anymore (students all over the place, too), but I just have to say this: there's a slang expression in Hebrew, if a person is being ignored at something that's obviously includes them, they respond with: "what am I, a goat?". My usual ending of this phrase is "no, I'm not. I'm a llama". So if Jesse isn't one, I probably am. [Edit: and one that can't spell, too]

In Hebrew "llama" is a very funny name for an animal, because "lama" is the word for "why". It's like you'd call a capybara "what".

[Edit: {{Ali}}]

Rodents will leave an immediate area pretty quickly without a food source.

Well, the rodent is very dead. But there are little bits of peanut pieces on the floor, from the snap traps he snagged food from, before he was caught. Should I be expecing another rat?

ETA: And thanks for the sympathy, Jesse.