I don't believe I've ever heard or seen an American use the word "glorious" ever.

Obviously, not enough time spent around the worst of the Trek geeks.

I can't even read the word without hearing it in my head, Klingon style.

Then I start to twitch.

I can't even read the word without hearing it in my head, Klingon style.

Luckily for me, the first thing that comes to mind is the Breeders song. The second thing that comes to mind is Klingons.

OK, well, I'm not missing anything, then.

I just watched Eddie Izzard's "Glorious"...OMG! Is that too fucking funny. I thought "cake or death" impossible to top, but Bwah!

The vacuum cleaner bit and then the whole computer bit at the end had me howling.

Wrod!

{{{Sean}}} What tommyrot said about the oil change. I let mine go waaaay over all the time. The Powers that Screw You seem to be working overtime. They need to take a fucking break.

Deena, much -ma for your niece (and your whole family).

Ginger, if it was you that told me to go to Michael's for the cake decorating stuff, THANKS! So much cool and fun stuff! I think the cake is going to be awesome (although now much more expensive than if I'd have just gone to a freakin' bakery *g*).

We just watched the Incredibles and it was so. damn. cute.

I want a finger monkey, dammit.

Yes, it was me. I usually get stuff at Michaels unless it's really specialized and I have to schlep out to a cake decorating speciality place. Those places are really scary, because they sell white frosting in huge containers and a bizarre array of wedding cake toppers. Decorating the cake may be more expensive than the bakery but it's a lot more fun, plus you won't have to buy a lot of that stuff again. In my case, the problem is finding storage for the multiplying cake pans.

Cashmere, be sure to take lots of pictures of Owen and the cake.

Hee. Hey billytea! I'm going to be in Sydney afternoon June 3 to morning of June 5. Which is a little silly, but only have so much time around the world!

Eeexcellent. t checks calendar

When I was in High School, and writing Bad Adolesent Poetry, I read somewhere that Robert Frost's wife (I think it was Frost, might've been Sandburg) supported him for years and years by raising prize-winning goats.

I visited Frost's grave a few weeks before leaving the US. Work friend of mine (Dave the office Brit) married someone from that parish.

I have to pick a totem animal.

Echidna for me. There is no other.

Maybe. I love camels, don't get me wrong. A million of them in my house can't be wrong, but I don't think it really represents me. I think I'd have to go lion for that. Or maybe cheetah. I love the big cats.

I suggest a cheetah. The blokes don't wait around for the women to look after them, they have specail adaptations to deal with the heat buildup from the whole zzzooooommm lifestyle, and you know all that stuff about predators going for the weak and sick? Yeah. Not cheetahs. They go straight for the good healthy stuff, because they know they're worth it.

After pondering the question with Solomonic seriousness, I rule: only one exotic-mammal longing to a customer

Pfft. Stop me.

I don't believe I've ever heard or seen an American use the word "glorious" ever.

Obviously, not enough time spent around the worst of the Trek geeks.

I can't even read the word without hearing it in my head, Klingon style.

Huh. Offhand, I'd say I use "glorious" fairly often--roughly 1/3 of the time sarcastically, 1/3 of the time Klingon-style, and 1/3 of the time seriously, usually in a religious context.