Hmm. The "larger good" implies the good is bigger, whereas the "greater good" implies that the good, if not bigger, is more concentrated.

So I suppose what kind of good you want might come down to storage capacity and the ability to use the concentrated version (or the availability of a suitable diluting agent).

Looks exciting, if not great, and not as...ponderous as his other post-Homicide TV.

That's by the same friend whose Emily's Reasons just got yanked. My fingers are crossed, even though she failed to cast Colin in it.

Sue, you need to make specific relaxation plans for tonight.

I tried to buy the stupid belt at the mall and they didn't have it in a small. Luckily they suddenly have the other belt I bought in a small, so I will be exchanging that. I love metal belts and want to dive into a phase of wearing them to the exclusion of my leather ones. But I only have the one, since I seem to have lost the chainmailish one I've had for years.

Sue, you need to make specific relaxation plans for tonight.

I have a friend staying over, and there may have to be wine. Or Scotch.

Sue - calmness for you today.

I am tired for no good reason. I think I could have slept another 3 or 4 hours easily.

The only good thing about today so far is oatmeal. By my estimation, that means the day will get better.

Cripes, Sue. Wine and scotch with a good friend does seem to be in order.

The "greater good" is for society, the "larger good" is the better thing.

My phone has been ringing off the fucking hook this morning. So weird! One person I haven't talked to in months, my grandmother who I've been trying to catch up with for a week, the job thing, AND another friend. I hope I'm done for the day now.

Tommyrot, you could put casting news in spoilage lite.

Ginger - THAT was the thing about Bats and superpowers that needed to be added!

I was sad to hear about Chris Penn too.

I bet that giving the cats places to climb, space away from their major predators and stuff to look at helps.

They probably stalk all the time -- and the local fauna would do just as well as their regular prey to get that instinct going.

Oh, and had you guys heard about Moscow's colder than normal weather?

They probably stalk all the time -- and the local fauna would do just as well as their regular prey to get that instinct going.

A friend made a fantastic suggestion last night that I'm going to use this week. I'm getting a mylar balloon with a very long string (I have tall ceilings), long enough to reach just above the floor. That way, while I'm at work, the cat can bat at the string and chase it all over the apartment as the balloon floats around the ceiling (I don't have fans to get in the way). Since she loves to attack the drawstrings on my pants when they dangle, I'm sure she's going to love this!

The only good thing about today so far is oatmeal. By my estimation, that means the day will get better.

Unless it was some really fantastic oatmeal. Nevertheless, I do hope you're right.

I think I could have slept another 3 or 4 hours easily.

I wish I could have. I woke up at 4:08 this morning, after a dream of being chased by a zombie with really, really 80s hair. For some reason the hair was as distubing as the whole zombie thing.

"greater good" vs. the "larger good". I haven't really heard "the larger good" before. Doesn't make it wrong. But if you're working in a social context (see Jesse's post) I think "the greater good" is more common. Whether that makes it more or less useful to you depends how you want people to read the passage, I guess.

Sorry about the tensions, Sue. I'm in favor of scotch, myself. And good friends. And kicking out troublesome co-op folks who set their place on fire. Fire bad. New residents potentially pretty.

A friend made a fantastic suggestion last night that I'm going to use this week. I'm getting a mylar balloon with a very long string (I have tall ceilings), long enough to reach just above the floor.

I did that for a roomate's kitten. (I made the string end a few feet above the floor, so kitty had to jump for it.) She loved it. She used to grab the string in her teeth and walk proudly from room to room, up and down the stairs, etc, with her balloon captive trailing above her.

Sometimes she'd even hide behind a chair so she could pounce on my feet as I walked by - except her balloon (still in her teeth) bobbing above her would give her away.

That's probably why cats in the wild evolved to not carry balloons about as they stalked their prey....