The high-pitched piercing noise that has been going off in the building for the last hour has taken my absolute last nerve and tapdanced all over it. RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
Natter 39 and Holding
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.
Thanks to tommy, I have no spent a half an hour
a) looking at various cat deformities after googling "cat with two tongues"
and
b) looking for the release date for Max Headroom DVD's after googling 'Charles Rocket"
Heh.
For some reason, a remarkable number of things resolve to, "I've been through the desert on a cat with two tongues..."
What is there to dislike about the White Sox? They are probably the best baseball story of this season.
My father was scouted by the Sox when he was in high school. Even though I don't follow baseball now, I grew up watching White Sox games in mostly Cubby territory. So I have a soft spot for them and hope they take it.
Owen and I got to sit down with my Dad Saturday night and watch the game. It was so incredible. Dad told me how, when he was in high school in 1959, they brought in television sets into the study halls to watch the Sox in the World Series so that kids wouldn't skip school to watch the game.
"I've been through the desert on a cat with two tongues..."
Did the cat have a name?
OMG total yummy grapefruit. IS YUM!
>"I've been through the desert on a cat with two tongues..."
For some reason, I am now imagining the cat hopping along on the two tongues, instead of on its feet...
Why? It's still an acting credit.
In my gut, it isn't. It's a game, not a show.
And I'll admit that the problem is probably with my gut. Like a sculpture I once saw being put up -- chicken wire base, covered with plaster. Intellectually, I knew it was art. But my rural-upbringing gut kept saying that it was chicken wire -- which you use for chicken coops, not art.
Hooray for Gothic Charm School! Love it.
Dad told me how, when he was in high school in 1959, they brought in television sets into the study halls to watch the Sox in the World Series so that kids wouldn't skip school to watch the game.
That's awesome.
OMG total yummy grapefruit. IS YUM!
Dagnabbit, I meant to bring in a grapefruit. PS: Why are they called that? Where's the grape?