Oh, I've found the worst Christmas gift idea ever.
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Sharper Image's worldwide exclusive "Alive" Chimpanzee is yours to give or get for under $150 — the first high-quality animatronics robot ever designed for home or office!
When you leave your chimp, use the controller to put him in "Guard" mode — ready for anything to trip his sensors: When someone enters the room (for example), your "Alive" Chimpanzee will begin whatever series of actions and vocalizations you programmed. Sounds like fun, yes?
Actually, it sounds like a horror movie waiting to happen.
Edit: Oh, my god, there's a video. I'm afraid to watch.
Go, Ed Danvers!(he totally reminds me of him, except taller and with that Chicago nasal "a".)
Kick some NeoCon tail.
I was wondering how long you could hold out, Kat.
I hate the last 2 hours before I leave the office when I'm going to be gone. I start thinking of all the shit that can and will go wrong and even if I hate the job, it doesn't matter, I hate it done badly and and and...
Where's my list?!
Looked up my mom. Only 1 rating, but I think it's accurate:
"A kind woman - great smile and energy - a wonderful drama teacher!"
Yay mom.
why sarameg? are you checking it twice?
Others, just a transient sense of ennui.
Nearly spit Pepsi on the keyboard. Anyway, hot professors are a dime a dozen. The ones who prompt ennui? You remember those forever. You're making an impact!
Maybe not the impact you wanted to make...
I looked up my mother on that site once. Most of the comments were good (which is just as well, because I'm protective, and I really shouldn't have been reading them) except for one which said she used a fake English accent. The only thing I've been able to figure out is that they didn't understand about the Canterbury Tales and Beowulf.
And thrice and then again and again and it's only the list I have at the office. There is another one at home! Or maybe 2. I have this thing where in prep for events or travel, I am abolutely certain I am going to forget something Vitally Important and it makes me a little nutty.
Right now, it's that I have to get gas halfway home, if I want to get home. Now, I ask you, how likely is it really, that I would forget something like that? But nooo, crazybrain keeps latching on to that.
oooh, I can cross quarters off the list.
You know what? I think the sugar that was in my drink at lunch is not helping this any.
From what I hear, my mother's rating would be something like "Does she have to be that mean?" Luckily the site doesn't cover Jamaica, or she might be rampaging through her former students in her free time, telling them it was all for their own good.
Or ennui.
It's hard to predict.
One of my favorite Marquette profs:
God bless Michael Fleet and the ground he walks on. One of the most compassionate and intellectually provocative professors I've ever come across.
He actually fought with the administation to get me into his class because I wasn't officially in the honors program and they thought I couldn't handle it - I ended up getting one of only two A's in the class.
