I remember how we used to jump off the porch roof into the snow when we lived in Kansas. It was after a blizzard, and there was 4-5 feet of snow on the ground. AWESOME.
Dawn: You're not fleeing. You're... moving at a brisk pace. Buffy: Quaintly referred to in some cultures as the Big Scaredy Run Away.
'Touched'
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.
Vortex - Jun 02, 2006 11:48:41 am PDT #322 of 10002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
libkitty - Jun 02, 2006 11:50:19 am PDT #323 of 10002
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs
Unfortunately for my cousin, it was summer and there was no snow. Poor guy. Jumping off porches and roofs into snow is fun.
Jesse - Jun 02, 2006 11:54:07 am PDT #324 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Stupid Fossil won't let me order a watchband off their website -- they want me to send the whole watch in! Bleh. I guess I need to go to a department store, since the Fossil store didn't have the right size band.
Kathy A - Jun 02, 2006 11:58:05 am PDT #325 of 10002
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
My main memory of those really cold and snowy winters in the late 1970s are of the whole family shoveling the damn driveway every two hours because the wind kept forming chest-high drifts.
Kat - Jun 02, 2006 12:02:47 pm PDT #326 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Jesse, I don't get that. Does Fossil think you can't change the band on your own?
i'm trapped at the convention center today because my students are participating in Model UN. Thank god for wireless.
tommyrot - Jun 02, 2006 12:04:13 pm PDT #327 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
My dad had this tractor with a scoop on the front and a scrapy-blade on the back - he'd make these huge piles of show, which we'd then dig holes in or play "king of the mountain" on.
My parents did tell us stories of "the neighbor kid who dug a tunnel in a snow pile and it caved in on him." I forget if the kid died....
Jesse - Jun 02, 2006 12:06:05 pm PDT #328 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Jesse, I don't get that. Does Fossil think you can't change the band on your own?
Who knows. I'm guessing they think I can't measure the band on my own, which is the real issue, but STILL.
lisah - Jun 02, 2006 12:11:41 pm PDT #329 of 10002
Punishingly Intricate
My parents did tell us stories of "the neighbor kid who dug a tunnel in a snow pile and it caved in on him." I forget if the kid died.
One of my great-uncles and a friend dug a tunnel in sandy earth and it caved in on them and they died.
In happier news...one of my most fun times as a kid was the winter of many blizzards (78, so i was 9) where there was a huge snow-plow created mountain of snow that we played on for weeks. We created a divot at the top and pretended it was a horse and sang "I'm a rhinestone cowboy" at the top of our lungs.
Vortex - Jun 02, 2006 12:12:26 pm PDT #330 of 10002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
oooh, my "magic" shivered just thinking of that.
tommyrot - Jun 02, 2006 12:14:06 pm PDT #331 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
We created a divot at the top and pretended it was a horse and sang "I'm a rhinestone cowboy" at the top of our lungs.
Oh my.
I never did that. I did, however, sing a version with the words, "I'm a rhinestone cow-pie."