I noticed that watching that DVI episode as well. It really was all about the outcome and not at all about his drinking. I don't think that has ever been addressed again in the episodes I have seen. Though I came in really late to the show so all of the repeats are new to me and I don't always know exactly where I am in the show's timeline.
I've really got to learn to just do the damage and get out of town. It's the 'stay and gloat' that gets me every time.
Ethan Rayne ,'Potential'
Natter 42, the Universe, and Everything
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.
Cass - Jan 22, 2006 2:32:02 pm PST #1970 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
SailAweigh - Jan 22, 2006 2:39:49 pm PST #1971 of 10002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
I, um, actually think those are kind of nifty.
waits for the rest of the board to edge away from me
snuggles up to Jilli and coos over the precious skeletons.
I like skeletons. Perhaps it's something to do with being an anthropologist, so much of what we learn comes from them. I think the embellished ones are beautiful.
JenP - Jan 22, 2006 2:44:54 pm PST #1972 of 10002
Yay for Tick DVDs! The skeleton sculptures are kind of riveting.
I can't text fast enough to make it worth my while, and no one who would text me can either, so it works out nicely.
Shrimp, roasted potatoes, and asparagus for dinner. Yum. Now I go back to organizing/cleaning my room. I made so much progress yesterday. My clothes closets look amazing. This morning, everything was clean, hung up and not wrinkled - it took me a long time to pick out an outifit because of all the choices. So sad.
aurelia - Jan 22, 2006 3:07:53 pm PST #1973 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Ha! I've found Rosie's super-seekrit hiding place! She's gotten into the habit of hiding in the mornings until I leave for the day, which really sucks for her on days like today when I don't leave. Yesterday she hid until 4:30 or so. Tonight she justcame out because I turned over the furniture she was hiding in. The swivel rocker that I thought had a solid bottom has a hole in it that is 7-8" in diameter.
tommyrot - Jan 22, 2006 3:09:15 pm PST #1974 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.
I, um, actually think those are kind of nifty.
Hmm... I think it'd be kinda' cool - if it was some random cat I didn't know. But I think I'd be kinda' creeped out if it was my cat.
Or maybe I just don't want to think about his mortality. Maybe I'd feel differently once he was, um... departed.
beth b - Jan 22, 2006 3:10:41 pm PST #1975 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Ikea
we were there
They were out of what we went for. But we got something to organize the closet/clothes better. We spent money. My DS and BIL , who came mostly just to wander - spent about 30 more dollars than we did.
We have now spent 2 hours working in the bedroom.
I am beat.
tommyrot - Jan 22, 2006 3:11:31 pm PST #1976 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.
The swivel rocker that I thought had a solid bottom has a hole in it that is 7-8" in diameter.
Heh. I drove across country with a cat. It took about five days. We'd sneak her into hotel rooms at night. One morning we couldn't find her, which was weird as we knew she hadn't left the hotel room. Turned out she'd crawled through a hole in the bottom of the box-spring mattress.
Zenkitty - Jan 22, 2006 3:24:10 pm PST #1977 of 10002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
SailAweigh, I'm an anthropologist too! Or used to be. Is there a new secret handshake now?
aurelia - Jan 22, 2006 3:24:38 pm PST #1978 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
I lost Gilda in the box-spring within hours of bringing them home. Then I lost both of them under the dresser. I think Rosie is getting to big to fit under the dresser, now.
Hotel rooms often have those beds that seem solid to the floor all the way around except for the couple of feet closest to the headboard. Petri was good at finding those, but shaking the treat container always brought him out.
DavidS - Jan 22, 2006 3:28:00 pm PST #1979 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
....and in the incredible roller coaster weekend, we just had a crappy late afternoon and early evening.
I was cracking a dish towel at Emmett (he had a pillow up in defense and I was popping the pillow) and the towel snaked around and got him good. Stinging pain and a lovely welt. Tears and guilt just before JZ's Mom arrived. Then we went out and he was quiet and withdrawn - which sucked because JZ's Mom had ventured into the city just to see him.
Stopped at the magic shop which is next to the ginger cake place and had to deny Emmett's umpteenth request for handcuffs. Pouting which cake could not alleviate. A return trip to the magic shop and he was desultory and still pouty about the handcuffs when he got a novelty toy. On the way home JZ's Mom wanted to check out a bookstore. More sullenness at this imposition. Then he wiped out on his scooter.
I talked to him about the moodiness, but that brought on tears and I didn't have the heart to press it since I'm still feeling guilty about the towel-pop which is exactly where the afternoon went sour.
He's now retreated to his room with the door closed which is a rare occurrence.
Fuckety. One step forward and two steps back.