'Out Of Gas'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, flaming otters, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Things I've Learned in the Past 24 Hours:
A) You can peel larger squash with a hand peeler.
B) Doing so in the sink causes back-ups and Lutherns in said sink.
C) Putting up signs in Japanese, attaching ONE tacky, glittery chrysanthemum made of foil to a street lamp, and a big banner that says "KYOTO!" instantly transforms any downtown street into Japan.
I still remember AC cracking up one of the contestants on The Mole by facetiously pointing out how comfy a bed or cot was. He did so by rolling around on his back in power bottom posture on the mattress.
It is sincerely monsooning out here.
It could be worse - I hate those insincere monsoons....
(sorry)
It is sincerely monsooning out here.
Yeah, I can't see the Charles out my office window.
Monsooooooon river....
(also sorry)
You'll know for sure if you catch them trying to slip hand cream into your drink.
Crap.
C) Putting up signs in Japanese, attaching ONE tacky, glittery chrysanthemum made of foil to a street lamp, and a big banner that says "KYOTO!" instantly transforms any downtown street into Japan.
True fact.
OK, I know I've said this pretty much once a year for the past six years, but this time I swear to god it's true: In my next job, I will not have to do government grant applications. I am willing to supervise them, but this shit is killing me.
Whee! That was a fun meeting. In that people fought, but not with or about me. Three (four if you count the cancellation) down, two more to go. Or something.
I also found this page of lovely portraits of London stage stars which I'm strip mining (so to speak) for my own site. Beautiful.
True fact.
It's amazing. I should have known, considering last month a few streets around my building were suddenly China.
signed, a little tired of filming near my office.
Oddly, it's just occured to me that both movies are the third in a series. I wonder how often the third movie ina series goes foreign.
It's like when you go to the Paris hotel, it's hard to remember that you're actually still in Vegas, not in France. Especially with all the hohn hohn hohn....
I'm almost afraid to ask why Dana's on vicodin.
For the fun of it, obviously. (My stomach's actually really unhappy, so this is not the true answer.)
Oh dear. This isn't a result of visiting the chiropractor, is it?
Not a result, but the visit was ideally supposed to remove the need for the Vicodin. Today is not my best day. But I have two discs of Wiseguy waiting for me in the mailbox. If I can get there.