Maybe he'll be moved out of FEMA in a promotion or something.
Would coordinating Secret Service protection for the president be a step up?
No power in the 'verse can stop me.
River ,'War Stories'
Natter .38 Special
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.
Matt the Bruins fan - Sep 09, 2005 12:10:54 pm PDT #5961 of 10002
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Gudanov - Sep 09, 2005 12:15:01 pm PDT #5962 of 10002
Coding and Sleeping
I think you are on pretty solid footing there Emily.
Emily - Sep 09, 2005 12:20:29 pm PDT #5963 of 10002
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
It's like getting into a car again after a couple years worth driving. You know there's part of you that can do this without thinking, but until it wakes up you spend some time going, "Now, did I take off the parking brake? Did I check all the mirrors? Wait, how many mirrors are there again? Did I take off the parking brake?"
Oh dear. Now he wants me to prove cardinality of power sets. It's the first week! Can't you take it a bit easy?
Laura - Sep 09, 2005 12:21:49 pm PDT #5964 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.
Ayez un voyage merveilleux au Kenya ita.
dw - Sep 09, 2005 12:25:44 pm PDT #5965 of 10002
Silence means security silence means approval
Oooh, I know what Annabel is getting for Christmas (once she turns 3). [link]
msbelle - Sep 09, 2005 12:30:52 pm PDT #5966 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
yes, it was messy. I cleaned up last night with rubbing alcohol and ammonia.
Hayden - Sep 09, 2005 12:33:42 pm PDT #5967 of 10002
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
I'm starting to wonder if the reason for the slow FEMA response had to do with Michael Brown's stapler being encased in Jello.
Michael Brown Investigates!
bon bon - Sep 09, 2005 12:35:21 pm PDT #5968 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Did not win the raffle on tickets.
More pressingly, I'm getting really freaked out about the apartment search. I call a broker and they do not return my call-- not sure if I want to call them over and over if they're not going to return calls in the first place?
Gudanov - Sep 09, 2005 12:36:47 pm PDT #5969 of 10002
Coding and Sleeping
I really want to get Leif a viking helmet for Christmas.
Kalshane - Sep 09, 2005 12:38:41 pm PDT #5970 of 10002
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why?
Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.
You know, I think I've spewed most of my rage about the Katrina mess and can only shake my head sadly as the next layer of incompetence and dishonesty is revealed. I mean, I'm glad the media is doing it's job and uncovering all this stuff, but I've lost all capacity to become any angrier at this administration than I already am. (Of course, I probably shouldn't say this or they'll manage to do something even more boneheaded and tragic to test that.)
So, coming back from lunch I passed the local police arresting a pair of 12-year old girls. Judging by the huge crowd of 12-year olds around them, I can only imagine it was an afterschool fight. Still, I can't remember anyone ever being arrested for fighting when I was going through school, so the mind boggles a bit.
In first-world issues, I still have not heard from the local dispatch office or technician despite several calls to Comcast. This is just dumb. I have a feeling I'm going to come home to a dozen messages on my machine.
Can someone tell my father that if "Call me back as SOON as you get a chance -- I need to know when you're in town so I can come visit!" will do, don't leave two messages like "Call me back immediately. On my cell. It's urgent."
Back when I first got my pager for work and was still living at home, my dad paged me with our home number followed by 911. Not having a cellphone, I raced home, wondering what terrible thing had happened, to discover one of my cousins had dropped by and was looking for me. It's probably the closest I've ever come to yelling at my father.