When the President stands, nobody sits!

Oh and, if you want to come with, just let me know what time works for you.

If you are going to cost plus, and like to cook - pick up some Summer Savory and Chervil. Use a fifty/fifty mixture instead of Parsley in your favorite recipe.

I will keep my eye out for it.

When the President stands, nobody sits!

HA! Precisely.

Nah, I don't think I have any more ability or space to buy fabric.

Also, I'm just remembering I have a wedding to go to in hollywood at 4:30. One that I haven't old Lori about. oops.

I can see where a smaller gauge would work out well, Polgara. The cotton I bought with 11s is a good size. Plus it's variegated weights.

I need to start work on the dreaded hat for the neighbor - it's going to require either size 1 or 2 needles, which I have to buy first, which means, actually going to an LYS this weekend. Danger, Will Robinson!

Oh Ainsley! I loved her.

"Toby come quick! Sam's getting his ass kicked by a girl."

Dude, don't do the hat. it sounds like cruel/unusual punishment. I went yesterday to get yarn to finish the throw I'm doing (the grey crocheted one) and ended up buying a total of about 1000 yards of yarn. Some alpaca, lots of cotton.

I have to do the hat, I promised. I just have to do it and get it done already. At least I picked a pattern that looks doable.

Alpaca, yay! Which brand?

oooh. that's going to be a bite in the ass. because it swirls, so at rough glance, you have to make on one end and decrease on the other.

Oh no! I'm totally wrong. It doesn't.

Still gonna bite, but I couldn't find anything else that would work with such a thin thread.

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While the whole paying for cuddles thing kinda squicks me, some of my best yoga sessions have involved a lot of touching. I'm crap at learning physical stuff, so when a yoga teacher puts her hands on my body and moves it into the position she wants it, there's often a *click* of "Oh, yeah, this does feel more stable/stretchy/whatever." But there's a very clear idea of who is touching and where and how/when/why. There's no emotional context other than, "Let's get this right."

I've found Pilates much the same way. Half the time I feel like mentioning to the instructor "You know, in some cultures this'd constitute a marriage proposal." (The instructor is a rather attractive woman, who's also extremely limber; I was curious to find out if I'd have personal space issues, and it turns out I don't, particularly, in this context at least.)

tommyrot, is that the "I've got a brand new pair of roller skates; you've got a brand new key" song? I love that song, and have since I was little.

There was a very odd spoof of that song by the Wurzels called "I've Got A Brand New Combine Harvester".

The ending of Real Genius?

I won a trip to Europe from that movie. I should probably get myself a copy of it, give something back to the community.

WHAT I’D SAY TO THE MARTIANS by Jack Handy.

Oh dear sweet zombie Jesus, that was hysterical. Fanbloodytastic.

edited because apparently the strikeout tag doesn't work. :-(

Huh? Yes it does.