If you take sexual advantage of her, you're going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater.

Book ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


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.


Cass - Apr 03, 2006 2:41:55 pm PDT #8254 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Happy Birthday, Tom!

Favorite trick (in recent memory) learned from Scola: No orange fingers when you eat Cheetos with chopsticks.


Spidra Webster - Apr 03, 2006 2:45:34 pm PDT #8255 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

HAhahaha!


Topic!Cindy - Apr 03, 2006 3:03:03 pm PDT #8256 of 10001
What is even happening?

I had never heard that stuff about being 29 before this board. No one better try and pull that crap on me when I turn 39.

Me, neither. Tomorrow will be a month, and nobody's pulled it on me. If I had occasion to mention it, I would sometimes be pre-emptive about it though, saying something like, "Tomorrow I'm celebrating my 39th birthday for the very first time."


sarameg - Apr 03, 2006 3:09:17 pm PDT #8257 of 10001

I just had to talk my brother unlost in DC. AGAIN.

This time he called me when he was having dinner (he wanted to eat away from all the work stuff. But he likes to have someone to talk with when he eat. Which he never remembers, so I get phone calls.) I warned him weather was coming in. "Oh, it's clear here." Then in the process of walking back to the hotel he somehow gets himself lost. I pull out my map and start giving him directions."Oh hey, I DO have a map with me!" Dumbass. But he's still getting tangled (he ended up at the White House at one point, which was not on the agenda) and so somehow my crappy us atlas map of DC and me telling him where he is works. And then "oh man, it just got really dark. I can smell the rain."

So he walks/runs from awning to awning for another 20 minutes before reaching the hotel. Giving me running commentary the whole way.

I'm going to partway blame all the cold meds he's on, but here he is at a major cancer conference and he's mocking all the absent minded, socially bent scientists he's dealing with and I'm like DUDE! You've gotten lost THREE TIMES and had to get directions from people NOT IN THE CITY. And you had a MAP this time!

I love him, he makes me laugh (I spent most of the not-giving-directions part of the 90 minute call laughing,) but the boy needs a minder. Or a GPS implanted.

I did get to hear all about glow in the dark mice, though. And him putting on a the FBI tshirt he got for his 3 year old and taking pictures of that humiliation to make his wife laugh.

It's storming here. Seems to be letting up some. At least it didn't hail much. Those suckers were marble sized.


Jesse - Apr 03, 2006 3:14:13 pm PDT #8258 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Your brother is a trip, sara.


Cass - Apr 03, 2006 3:16:34 pm PDT #8259 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I'm going to partway blame all the cold meds he's on, but here he is at a major cancer conference and he's mocking all the absent minded, socially bent scientists he's dealing with and I'm like DUDE! You've gotten lost THREE TIMES and had to get directions from people NOT IN THE CITY. And you had a MAP this time!
I like when we get sarameg's brother stories. It's that anticipating laughter thing. And not just for the glow-in-the-dark mice.


Spidra Webster - Apr 03, 2006 3:17:11 pm PDT #8260 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

sarameg, maybe you could be ONSTAR's competitor.

It's been raining off and on here. Crazy window installers told the foreman "it's not raining that hard - we'll come over and install". Then they get here, wait for the foreman to arrive and say "it's raining so we'd better not install today". WTF.

I have opened the seal on my workout DVD and am perusing what it's going to be like. The yoga portion is not so great for me as two of the positions require supporting my weight on my RSI-stricken hands. This is why I don't do yoga. I'm going to have to look at ways to modify that part of the workout. I'm also going to have to get rid of the cake I baked. Hopefully not by eating it. But unemployment is the perfect time for me to work on reforming habits. I have time to nap for recovery. Which I will definitely need.


sarameg - Apr 03, 2006 3:17:40 pm PDT #8261 of 10001

That he is. He provides me with much amusement.


Emily - Apr 03, 2006 3:21:09 pm PDT #8262 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola

How can people get to Monday without noticing the time change? I'd love to have Sundays that divorced from the world...but I never have.

I don't really leave the house much on weekends unless I have specific plans. I don't think I stepped foot outside between Friday night and this morning. I'm not proud of it, but sometimes (especially with homework) that's the way it works out. Were it not for vw, I'd have been reliant on noticing the little blurb on MSN's homepage or being late today.

Also, Matt, my cooperating teacher did exactly the same thing -- reset every clock in the house except the alarm clock. You're not really my cooperating teacher, are you?


Trudy Booth - Apr 03, 2006 3:40:20 pm PDT #8263 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

Prison Break: aw damn, now I feel sorta bad for the evil guard. and like the nice cell mate is an idiot and Maricruz should dump his ass