Eeek! Okay, I should pay more attention to those time stamps!
'Jaynestown'
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
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.
Yikes, brenda. Kudos for that pilot, huh?
Speaking of working through, I finally felt passable this evening, so I went to krav. As soon as I walked into the classroom the instructor squinted at me and mouthed "Migraine?" So the list of krav people who can tell by looking is up to three.
And then my partner hit me in the head with a broomstick.
Why in god's name do I love what I love? Couldn't I love fingerpainting instead?
Oh, ita.
No injuries. Amazing.
I don't have a migraine this morning! It's very exciting.
Jesse, now that I think about it, the smell of the paints would probably make my head hurt. Back to the hobby-love drawing board.
I'm sure there are scent-free totally non-toxic (and possibly edible) fingerpaints out there, ita. You know, for the children.
Non-toxic and edible don't help me much, since pesto makes my head hurt. I'm just flashing back to the smell of poster paints, and it's surprisingly not good. Which is odd, because it's not like I've smelt them in a few years, and whenever the last time was, I wasn't quite so trigger happy. Or trigger sad, depending on how you look at it.
Does getting massages count as a hobby? I could totally take that up.
I don't have a migraine this morning! It's very exciting.
May you be living in a 1930s movie, with the broomstick to the head featuring as the hair of the dog that bit you.
I wholeheartedly approve of you switching to getting massages as a new hobby. I think you should get positively obsessive about it.
I can still do an instant recall of what powdered tempra paint smells like.
You could paint with colored water!
I'm watching a pilot land a jet at O'Hare without any nosegear.
adds to my file of reasons I should continue to avoid flights through O'Hare.
Well, really, my rational reasons are summed up with "I get screwed every time I fly to that airport." Impressive piloting, in any case.
Up early for me. Considering I had stuff to do before work, this worked out well.
You can see video of the landing here.
Yay for a headache free morning!
So my city email update advises me that there is going to be a Tai Chi class in the park on the intercoastal just 2 blocks from my office. Then I read further and see it is at 11am. What! Do these people not know how hot it is by 11? Why don't they do this at 7am, or earlier so people can shower off and go to work after?
Yay for good pilots!