WHY!?!?!
Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.
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.
You don't really seem like the Sci-Fi Friday type.
You guys, I went to Williamsburg! And wasn't too traumatised about my clothes. One little drunk friend was dancing up on me, and I didn't snap on the annoying non-drunk friend. All in all, a success.
just BSG which I usually watch on Saturdays.
Dude? Williamsburg. Scary. Brave you.
Time for me to go watch Sci Fi Friday. I've been calming myself down (both phone calls today put me into headache land--I'm a bit wobbly tonight) by scanning photos. Much fun, and not that energetic.
Acupuncture tomorrow, yay!
Dude? Williamsburg. Scary. Brave you.
I KNOW! We even made it out before the train stopped running.
I thinkif I tried to go there I would be killed by the hipsteritis.
Scott Adams (author of the Dilbert comic strip) yesterday posted an entry in his blog that reads like it should be an episode of House: [link]
The next speech doctor had access to better technology than the first and determined that I almost certainly did not have the rare neurological disorder that both I and Google insisted I did. She based her opinion on how I sounded and the fact that it was very unlikely that I would have a very unlikely condition. But she did notice a facial tick that might indicate a brain tumor as the culprit....[snip]
Eventually, as the medical protocol worked its way out, I found my way to a neurologist who specializes in my alleged rare neurological disorder. She listened to me for about 30 seconds and said essentially “Yup. That’s it.” Google was right. The good news is that I wasn’t nuts. The better news is that there is a well-established treatment. The bad news is that the treatment is not fun.
What's Williamsburg when it's at home?
Super-hipster Brooklyn. Except when it's regular-people Brooklyn, or Hasidic Brooklyn. As I got off the train, some drunk guy was ranting and raving about all the hipsters moving into the neighborhood. Which they've been doing for 10 years, but whatever.
it is where people go to "go out". Something I don't really do, so I avoid those places.