Nah, babe, but that's why "hooplehead" is my new favorite expression. Because I need a word for The People for when I'm not feeling all Springsteen about them, which is where I try to spend most of my time, honest. But that chick with three kids and three baby daddies smacking her kids in the store? Total hooplehead.(and since I'm borrowing from Deadwood, she should feel lucky I'm stopping there, know what I mean?) Talk radio? Wal-mart? Lousy with hooples.

dislocation and from-another-planetness when she goes back to the town she grew up in as well.

I feel the same way when I visit my home town, which is unfortunately and fortunately only an hour away. I am not only a snob but a hypocrite, because I will mock the people I grew up with but I won't dare let anyone else do the same.

It must be so disconcerting -- it's where you're from, and it's not.

My guilt comes from *not* growing up here. So I *know* I'm being a snob, but there's also a lot of sadness -- the economic depression in this area, as well as the lack of education, is just astounding. And then there's a whole uncomfortable weirdness to mocking people you feel sorry for.

OMG, I want to marry the lot of you!

In conclusion: let's make out.

That's what people do with family. Or the Democratic party. If you're a hypocrite for it, I am too. I do sometimes have to deal with the fact that I was kind of taught to view the bearer of a Southern accent as if they had Goodwin, Schwerner, and Chaney in their basements, although ime, I've personally heard more ugly racial shit from the Midwest, in the same voices that tell *me* "gee, you betcha."

In conclusion: let's make out.

That's what people do with family. Or the Democratic party

Funniest. Crosspost. EVAH.

Aye there be pirates for us tonight. Tickets in hand. Picking up MIL and seeing in Fort Lauderdale near her house. I Can't Wait.

I left a list of stuff for the kids to do today and vibed like crazy for them to do some of the list so I could surprise them with Pirates. They did enough that we can go. Although Bobby decided that the mica counters needed pledge. Ugh. Redo tomorrow.

makes out with Fay

makes out with everybody

Stephen Hawking wants to know how the human race can survive the next hundred years.

Yahoo! Answers should have a "Filter out any posts in which more than 95% of words fail spell check." Also, a "Filter out any posts that contain LOL" option. Then the 17,000 answers would get reduced to something sensible.

Edit: Also, run-ons. Then we'd get to avoid this gem: "Professor, I think that we will be able to survive much longer, because if nuclear war can be prevented and global warming is just a phase like many scientists say, we will be fine until the sun loses it's hydrogen, so it can't create plasma, that won't happen for a long time though." Sadly, I don't think there could conceivably be a "Filter for scientific idiocy" option.

Ha! Well, I do call sluttiness "The Democratic weakness" but context is my friend.

Hubby's home. He feels pretty good, but at the moment that's the Lidocaine talking. We'll know if the other injections worked in a couple of days. I'm not celebrating just yet, because he's had other injections before that providing tremendous relief but which crapped out in a week.

It's not universal relief. Other little colonies of pain are raising their voices to be heard now that the big noise is shut down, plus the surrounding areas are still tightened up from coping with the mess. But he can tell the difference.

The staff were very nice and they kept asking if we had any questions. We've been blessed with the quality of the staff we've worked with. The trolls who decide what coverage we're entitled to, though, deserve to spend a year in Hubby's shoes. I hope no one here works for medical insurance decision makers, because I have little in the way of regard for such people.

We were given some information on spinal cord stimulation, which is an implanted electronic intereference generator. The idea of something implanted in Hubby wigs me out, but if it works . . .

More updates as I know them. Bless you all.