So I just watched the Pats parade from 16 floors up. Our offices are right near the end point of the parade (and I'm wondering if they just have limos or buses stashed over by the Fleet center to get them out again), but decided not to go down and see close-up. Too much like a Marathon Monday out there - I don't dig big crowds much these days.
I like the ruffles.
Kaylee ,'Shindig'
Natter 32 Flavors and Then Some
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Frankenbuddha - Feb 08, 2005 8:10:48 am PST #4954 of 10002
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Jesse - Feb 08, 2005 8:12:11 am PST #4955 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
My first reaction, though? Assume everyone is like ME, because the world spins off its axis when I'm not at the center.
Well, sure.
Gus - Feb 08, 2005 8:13:01 am PST #4956 of 10002
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
I know. Bad enough that people smoke. Now they want to rub their ashes all over your face?
Give me a nice fluffy bathrobe with Gud's face on the back.
Steph L. - Feb 08, 2005 8:17:24 am PST #4957 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism
The Episcopalians do it, too.
Methodists do the ashes too.
Birds do it
Bees do it
Even educated fleas do it....
Ouise - Feb 08, 2005 8:19:05 am PST #4958 of 10002
Socks are a running theme throughout the series. They are used as symbols of freedom, redemption and love.
I'm the only one in the office this afternoon, so it's Natter time!
My cats come when I call them by name. Recently Max has taken to coming over when I try to get Pelagie to jump on the bed. I guess the bed is just not big enough for two cats to be allowed on it.
Pelagie also runs to me whenever I go near the stairs; apparently being patted on the stairs provides a superior experience to being patted while on a level surface.
I didn't notice that today was Pancake day until after breakfast. Maybe I'll make some for supper, in the unlikely event that I'm not too lazy.
tommyrot - Feb 08, 2005 8:21:32 am PST #4959 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
A drunken bar bet gone horribly wrong:
(whitefonted for the squeamish. especially if you're squeamish and male.)
Should've Welshed on the Bet
A Welsh rugby fan cut off his own testicles to celebrate Wales beating England at rugby, the Daily Mirror reported Tuesday. Geoff Huish, 26, was so convinced England would win Saturday's match he told fellow drinkers at a social club, "If Wales win, I'll cut my balls off," the paper said. Friends at the club in Caerphilly, south Wales, thought he was joking. But after the game Huish went home, severed his testicles with a knife, and walked 200 yards back to the bar with the testicles to show the shocked drinkers what he had done. Huish was taken to hospital where he remained in serious condition, the paper said.
...not enough 'wtf' in the world....
Gus - Feb 08, 2005 8:24:23 am PST #4960 of 10002
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
I had a cat who came running when I whistled.
However, if I had not fed him quickly thereafter, I am sure he would have scratched my face while I was sleeping.
Vindictive suckers, cats.
DXMachina - Feb 08, 2005 8:24:44 am PST #4961 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Rugby fans are a devoted lot...
DavidS - Feb 08, 2005 8:25:42 am PST #4962 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Rugby fans are a devoted lot...
"Devoted" here meaning fucking nuts. No, that's wrong - fucking nutless, I guess.
Gus - Feb 08, 2005 8:26:11 am PST #4963 of 10002
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
OK. Never invoke catscratching of the face when tommyrot is around. He has a topper.