I am home from my visit with brenda an tommy. Am Lushed up for a good long time. Yay!
{{vw}} I'm sorry 2006 is getting off to such a bad start for your family.
{{Cindy}} Get-over-it-quick~ma for you and the rest of the family. Ugh.
As for buttons, I know that in the Navy men's and women's uniforms all buttoned opposite each other. Also, the zipper on the dungarees faced opposite directions, so that the shirt overlap and the zip overlap matched up. Then your belt had to be fastened just to one side and facing the same direction as the overlap. It was all called the "gig line." Having your gig line not lined up was a big deal at inspection time. Still, if a girl wanted to wear any of the men's uniform (and I had at least one good friend who did because of her basic body shape), it had to be both shirt and pants so the gig line matched.
I seem to have supercharged the cats.
I gave them each a small piece of the jumbo shrimps I had for supper.
Now they are wandering all over sniffing the 'frige and around the sink, and looking at me, and smelling my hands, etc. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? MORE!!!!" They blert.
I swear I heard one say "Woah."
Sheesh, it's like catnip.
The reason that was given to me at one time was that women of means in the old days had someone dressing them, and it was supposedly easier to button for the servant.
This is the one I have always heard too.
{{{vw}}} I'm sorry. Much ~ma to your step-grandmother.
Seems like Daniel has unlocked the Pandora's Box of the cat world. You're in trouble now, Mister.
Er. I guess I get that, but...99.9% of the guys I've had say this to me, some of whom have been perfectly cool guys, are WRONG. They are not anything of the sort, and using as a "I'm not an asshole like most guys" phrase is just not right.
Yeah, I generally find that I make that point better when not actively sounding like an arsehole (note that Commonwealth spelling there, see how I did that? Not that I have any trouble with you guys spelling it 'sonding').
And! I found the Crocodile Hunter quote I promised, about his best theirloveissopure!! mate:
"Wes and I met up when he was a teenager, and between us we've wrestled and wrangled and tossed more crocs than you could poke a stick at! We've watched each other's backs, and teamed up in every kind of animal situation you could possibly imagine!"
As Pat Robertson might say, "Daynja daynja daynja!"
We've watched each other's backs, and teamed up in every kind of animal situation you could possibly imagine!
I pray to G-d there is no Crocodile Hunter slash.
I pray to G-d there is no Crocodile Hunter slash.
Given the stuff just about writes itself, I'd say you'll need to pray harder.
Ew.
One thing that really impressed me was when he designed a new box to make roping and crating crocodiles easier. Guy's building his own bondage gear, and I reckon it'll take a real pounding and keep on bounding! Sorry, for the American audience, take a real ponding and keep on bonding. Sorry, I mean to say for the American adience.
Can you believe the Australian Tourism Board turned me down? ...Yeah, me too. Bloody tourists.
Wiseass.
What? there's no "u" in it!
But I'm not really sure what Noah Webster was thinking...how did it build us as a nation to be the only English-speaking weirdos who don't follow those conventions? And I think he had other ideas that nobody took to as well.