still odd, but I do hate clowns.
This engenders a complex feeling on my part.
On the one hand: My dad was a clown.
On the other hand: I heard my ex-GF talk at length about her clown traumas.
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.
still odd, but I do hate clowns.
This engenders a complex feeling on my part.
On the one hand: My dad was a clown.
On the other hand: I heard my ex-GF talk at length about her clown traumas.
I think that Alice Cooper song post-dates after the Bart reference.
Without doubt. But it's still funny.
When I was a kid I did community service stuff as a clown. still hate them.
more shoes: [link]
msbelle, the second set of shoes are much cuter than the cute, but probably too much, polka dot ones.
(Also, I should run to the basement and see if my white shoes still fit, because if they don't, I should replace them with the ones you linked to.)
When I was a kid I did community service stuff as a clown. still hate them.
Now see, I'd be curious to see Msbelle as a clown, but more curious to see ita in clown drag.
I mean, I've already seen pictures of Msbelle with punk rock blonde hair. Whereas I've only seen pictures of the young ita with a big natural.
Plei, there were several styles by that brand in wide and a few in x-wide.
On the mnemonic topic, which I missed totally, you all will be glad to know I missed it due to using one.
Righty-tighty, lefty-loosey served me well last night, as I undid the 9 screws that hold the bed part of the sofabed into the sofa. (It is hard to move in one piece, whereas one huge, awkwardly-shaped wood frame + one smaller, heavy and sharp bed is much easier!) Except that, when you have a sofabed on its side, you don't want to try to flip it to get at the screws on the other side.
So I was working upside down on half those screws. So, from my point of view, it was actually backwards from righty-tighty.
In other righty-tighty news, my mother had never heard that expression until I said it in front of her a couple of years ago. I was like, how can you not know this?! I have no idea where I learned it.
Hello, Natter.
(The egg averse may wish to skip the following paragraph)
I am eating an omelette, which I made, for breakfast. Tomato and feta. Wow, is it good. It didn't really come out of the pan looking just like an omelette. It was omelette-ish, though. I'm still prounouncing it the tastiest omelette I have ever made. So good.
May you all enjoy your upcoming breakfast, whenever it happens, as much as I am enjoying mine.