JZ and I slept in on a cold and rainy San Francisco morning. We've consumed oatmeal and cappucino, and now we are trying to imitate the face of the boxing cat recently featured on The Colbert Reporrr.
'Dear Diary, Today I was pompous and my sister was crazy.' 'Today, we were kidnapped by hill folk never to be seen again. It was the best day ever.'
Jayne ,'Safe'
Natter 41: Why Do I Click on ita's Links?!
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.
DavidS - Dec 18, 2005 7:08:10 am PST #3008 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Pix - Dec 18, 2005 7:10:30 am PST #3009 of 10002
The status is NOT quo.
Damn. Certain individuals in the current administration who are in denial about global warming should be required to swim up to 60 miles across open sea to find food. IJS.
I love this comment and want to marry it.
tommyrot - Dec 18, 2005 7:36:38 am PST #3010 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Ooh, I wanna live in New Zealand....
Santas go on rampage in New Zealand
40 drunken Claus imposters storm through city, wreaking ‘Santarchy’
WELLINGTON, New Zealand - A group of 40 people dressed in Santa Claus costumes, many of them drunk, rampaged through New Zealand’s largest city, robbing stores and assaulting security guards, police said Sunday.
The rampage, dubbed “Santarchy” by local newspapers, began early Saturday afternoon when the men, wearing ill-fitting Santa costumes, threw beer bottles and urinated on cars from an Auckland overpass, said Auckland Central Police spokeswoman Noreen Hegarty.
She said the men then rushed through a central city park, overturning garbage containers, throwing bottles at passing cars and spraying graffiti on buildings.
I'n trying to decide if "Santarchy" is a good word. I mean, it's clever, but I'm not sure how smoothly it slides off the tongue...
Theodosia - Dec 18, 2005 7:39:20 am PST #3011 of 10002
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
What they needed was rioting Spanish-guitar-rock Santas. Then it would have been Santanarchy!
tommyrot - Dec 18, 2005 7:44:46 am PST #3012 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Hee! We need this to happen, just so we can use the word "Santanarchy."
DavidS - Dec 18, 2005 7:44:50 am PST #3013 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
That sounds like a Cacophony Society event. They do something like that in SF (though less rampage-y).
Lee - Dec 18, 2005 7:44:59 am PST #3014 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I have so very much cleaning to do today, but it all requires getting up, and I don't wanna.
Spidra Webster - Dec 18, 2005 7:48:31 am PST #3015 of 10002
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
I think it's a copycat event. Though some folks active in Caco can be that kind of drunken frat boy asshole, they don't really cross the line into stealing and vandalism. Here are the Four Fucks of SF Caco's Santarchy (a tradition which I think is at least 10 years old...SF's Santarchy happened yesterday):
THE FOUR FUCKS:
Don't fuck with KIDS
Don't fuck with THE LAW
Don't fuck with SECURITY
DON'T FUCK WITH SANTA!
Jesse - Dec 18, 2005 7:51:28 am PST #3016 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
We had SantaCon here last weekend, which involves plenty of drunkenness, but little or no rampaging.
Spidra Webster - Dec 18, 2005 7:52:29 am PST #3017 of 10002
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
Another weird weekend due to sleep issues. I spend my week staying up way too late just so I can feel like I have a life outside work. When the weekend comes around I'm so exhausted that I spend a lot of it sleeping. Thus losing the best shot at having a life: the weekend. Yesterday I must have set a new record. I'm sure the 55 degree indoor temp here helped bring out the hibernator in me. So at 7:50pm, I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer and went to bed. I woke up at 12:50am. I checked a couple online boards, read a little bit of The Annotated Christmas Carol, then went back to bed again. Woke up at 8:30am. So I slept two 7 hour jags in a row last night. Wow. Now I feel totally bizarre and I'm realizing I've lost some prime time I could have been using for cleaning up the construction mess around here, holiday baking and shopping for gifts.