'Out Of Gas'
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.
Jeanette's Taxidermy proudly introduces Pet Pillows as an alternative way to remember your pet. Each pet pillow is hand made from the fur of your pet and made into a pillow that you can display. On one side of the pillow is your pet's fur and the other side of the pillow is your choice of fabric. These soft, huggable pillows are a great way to enjoy your cherished pet and is an inexpensive alternitave to taxidermy.
ita, I had the same 24 thought. Scott and I both said, "Say goodbye to that, Jack." Jack knows it, too. He let some desperation creep through.
I had a big moment of happiness when Tony, Michelle and Jack were all together. And then, when Michelle called Chloe in, it was even better. Although Edgar is Chloe without the, and I never thought I'd say this, without the looks.
Frank, I can't for the life of me figure out why Dinah (who is Shorei?) was so stupid as to try to shoot Marwan. I'm thinking we have a bunch of soap opera watchers here, or at least former ones, because everyone wondered the same thing I did, about Dinah not really being dead, because she died off screen. It did feel like she was really saying goodbye to Behrooz permanently, though.
Does anyone else find themselves singing, Behrooz Behrooz Behrooz is on fire. We don't need no water... when Behrooz is on the screen?
It's probably just me.
Did you all watch the previews for next week's 24.
What the heck does Marwan want Behrooz for, anyhow. He was going to have him killed. It seems like a waste of Marwan's time to seek vengeance in the middle of his plan. I would think he would be more focused than that. Other than wanting to make sure Behrooz didn't know too much, or didn't have even more of an opportunity to sing to CTU, the only thing I can think is that he's pulling an Angelus (a la Becoming) and making CTU do the exchange, to distract them from his other nefarious schemes.
Did you all watch the previews for next week's 24.
Cindy, see my post from last night - I asked the very same thing. Maybe Marwan has fallen in love with Jack's velvety whisper, too?
Yes, I saw it. That's why I mentioned it. It made no sense (from her POV, that is. I'm not judging the storyline yet). Jack should have told her before, to shoot him in the arm, or whatever, if something like that happened.
Timelies,
I felt wonderful when I first woke up this morning and assumed I must have gotten over my cold during the night.
Then I stood up.
If this first 20 minutes is any indication, it's going to be a carry a box of kleenex with me everywhere sort of day punctuated with the occaisional coughing up of a lung.
At least I don't have to go to work. I requested the day off in anticipation of getting to bed late last night after dinner with Buffistas and then hanging out with a friend of mine who's home on leave from Iraq and some of other friends. Obviously, the former didn't work out and the latter is looking like it's going to be me sitting in the corner with my kleenex while I warn everyone to stay back.
It came from the 1971 Sears Catalog!
It's like The Brady Bunch exploded all over the place.
Did girls ever wear this? [link]
Also,
These pants are so tight that one can actually see knee caps in detail but yet they are very smooth in the area just below the waist. Sears airbrushed the crotch. In 1971, it was taboo to show men with bulges.
On the pet Pillows...
For shipping, you are supposed to freeze, and double bag to prvent freezer burns.
How exactly do you freezer bag a horse?
Jeanette's Taxidermy proudly introduces Pet Pillows as an alternative way to remember your pet.
WTF? Then again, I could never have a pet stuffed to begin with, so I'm not how much more disturbing that really is.
Jeanette's Taxidermy proudly introduces Pet Pillows as an alternative way to remember your pet.
My photos are working for me. And Ewww.
You know, my alarm went off at 6:30. I've been awake for a while now, I've medicated with coffee, and yet I'm still squinting at daylight and slinking around like a troglophile that's been in its cave too long and is thinking about evolving.