I feel incompetent most of the time.

We've spoken to you about that, haven't we? Stop it.

We've spoken to you about that, haven't we? Stop it.

also? you. rest this weekend.

you. rest this weekend.

My partner in crime might have dislocated something in his foot, so I'm at least probably skipping kettlebell. Dinner and a movie tonight, lunch tomorrow, brunch Sunday, and that's all I'm committed to.

Everybody follows advice!

not snorting. No, really.

Turkey sandwiches are not conducive to remaining awake the rest of the afternoon. Good gawd. Next time I forget my lunch, I'm trying the flank steak sandwich.

Stop it.

Oh, that will require YEARS of therapy. But I appreciate it!

that will require YEARS of therapy.

Will smacking you around help crash the critical path?

Wow, Allyson. So much more than snark and being bait for the crazy in common.

via King of Zambia, great letter to the Ed if S.F chronicle today:

Our native tongues

Editor -- Hearing the news that the Senate has voted 63-34 to make English our official language, I can only reply, "Bravo!" This is no time to be blasé. Speaking English needs to become a cause celebre. English should become de rigueur in every U.S. school. The Senate deserves our kudos for going mano-a-mano with this bete noire. The best way to address the angst of non-assimilation is to deliver a legislative coup de grace that renders every foreign language absolutely verboten.

Now that singing our national anthem in a foreign tongue has become a criminal faux pas, shall we address that other great threat to American unity -- the Catholic Church, which persists in the use of Latin. I'm sure the senators would agree that, henceforth, Mass should be celebrated in English -- God's language -- and we should crack down on such linguistic fellow-travelers as pharmacists, doctors and scholars. If they don't like it, let them move to Latin America.

That level of snark is buffista worthy. Anyone in SF feel up to going for another toaster?

I think many people spend their time feeling incompetent and amazed that no one's caught on yet. There's even some kind of name for it, isn't there?

I have decided that one way to motivate myself to eat better and stuff is to be smug about it. Therefore, I am having a salad (romaine lettuce, carrots, jicama, corn, peas, broccoli, feta, pumpkin seeds, oil, and vinegar) and a Luna bar for lunch. And a Diet Dr. Pepper. You may now praise me.

Dana it is hard to type from a kneeling/bowed down position.

Allyson - if your time with us does not count as years of therapy then I don't know what does.