On that note, I'm out. Don't let the imaginary jackbooted economics thugs bite!
Anya ,'Sleeper'
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.
And economics! Everything that governments and businesses do is based on economics, and yet in one of the richest and best-educated countries in the world, the average citizen knows bupkis about basic economics.
Yeah, I never took economics until grad school, and it was pretty practical.
And I'm pretty sure the church I grew up in was on some Watch List -- and was broken into by the FBI or whoever -- back in the day. Not as much fun as you might think.
... back when I was a wacky college student and the lists were much less of a real issue than they are now ...
Chilling effect at work. If only this was the first place you had seen it.
Not real WMD, Gus. "WMD" the Wire package...producers making deals on cocaine and junk like that.
Granola:
What are we looking for here, full disclosure? Sure, I only get on Buffistas when my brain has locked up on my bill-paying thing and my lady friend is all wrapped up in the thing that that makes her neurons really fire and is thereby unable to hear my random crap.
Can I help it if I am semi-focused?
Can I help it if I am semi-focused?
Partially.
It's not that important. Most of the stuff I say isn't. That doesn't stop me much. I have no partner to inflict this upon and my mom has no problem telling to shut it, so you all luck out. Especially since my muse has a cabin on the Eastern Shore or something and has buggered off for what seems forseeable.
Partially.
Dude, you owe me e. You know you do.
erikaj: I get the ref, now. I was going to get get dumber, but the typing all came out like kljasghlkjhLAL.
It's okay...I'm not clear either lately. I can't write. Remember?
I can't write. Remember?
aUGH! Did I diss your writing through one of those insidious beta things? I am only that way because I now know that a whip-snapping black-clad dominatric-editor is eventually going to show up, looming over your utternance.