I know one Orthodox guy who owns a parrot. Would that work?
If he can do a decent Dread Pirate Roberts impression, I think we've got something solid to work with.
It's possible that he's in the land of perpetual Wednesday, or the crazy melty land, or you know, the world without shrimp.
Anya ,'Showtime'
Natter 36: But We Digress...
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.
JZ - Jul 03, 2005 11:44:25 am PDT #6669 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
sarameg - Jul 03, 2005 11:45:39 am PDT #6670 of 10001
Wolfram, there's a pet parade at AVAM at 10 am!
Seriously, fireworks are at 9:30 according to this schedule [link]
I probably won't go down there. Or maybe I will. Traffic after is such a bitch and I don't like dealing with getting to the subway late.
sarameg - Jul 03, 2005 11:47:28 am PDT #6671 of 10001
Hil, I always had to FORCE myself to stay awake. No going to bed at 8 anymore, young lady. But it is a pain in the butt. I always have a hard time coming back.
sarameg - Jul 03, 2005 11:53:04 am PDT #6672 of 10001
My watch is dead. This is probably only significant to me in a haha, you wanna scoff at superstition, bitch!? way.
DXMachina - Jul 03, 2005 12:00:55 pm PDT #6673 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
What an absolutely perfect day here in New England. Not a cloud in the sky, 75°, a light breeze. I spent the afternoon doing some long overdue trimming of all the assorted hedges and shrubs around Casa Machina. Despite the niceness of the day, it's still something probably best not done during the hottest part of the day, and now I am completely whipped. Not so whipped, however, that I wasn't able to take a nice cool shower to remove a thick layer of sweat, dirt, and minced shrubbery from my person. Now I am ready for a nice nap.
And I'm not wearing any pants.
§ ita § - Jul 03, 2005 12:31:11 pm PDT #6674 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Just finished the men's final -- it was shorter than the women's -- I wonder how often that happens... Roddick was good, but Federer was just that magical. As a non-Roddick hater it was difficult to watch him do so much right, and yet not enough. I imagine it must be very frustrating.
It surprised me that I cried after the men's, and not the women's. But Venus was so damned happy, whereas Federer fell down, got up, and sat down and cried. I can't even imagine.
sarameg - Jul 03, 2005 12:38:08 pm PDT #6675 of 10001
Aw. Glad it was good tennis for you.
My compressor seems to be stuck on. Ducks, QUIT IT.
I think I'm going to have to cut power to it and see if it thaws out whatever switch is stuck on.
Lee - Jul 03, 2005 12:42:01 pm PDT #6676 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
You all are dangerous. I just went and spent far too much money at Home Depot and a local nursery, but now I have a couple of indoor plants and pots, some outdoor plants, a big pot, and a plant stand.
Still no patio furniture though. I saw some I like, but I seem to have my heart set on an adirondack chair.
sarameg - Jul 03, 2005 12:58:56 pm PDT #6677 of 10001
Perkins, I live within walking (less than 5 minutes) of a Home Depot. It is VERY dangerous. Would be even worse if I weren't renting.
Steph L. - Jul 03, 2005 1:01:31 pm PDT #6678 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Back from baseball game. It was 95 degrees and sunny. May have heat stroke/exhaustion/annoyance/whatever. Reds suck in an almost operatic manner. But I got to see Roger Clemens pitch, which was sweet.
Am lying down in air-conditioned bedroom. Not wearing pants. Attempting to rehydrate. Need nap.