kat perez: Why is that foot powder called Absorbine, Jr.? Is there an Absorbine, Sr. for when your feet are just totally fucked up?

The sad thing is that I know the actual answer, which is that Absorbine original is for horses, and Jr. is for humans.

I hope the Dems gain seats, but don't actually win majorities -- I've read, and it makes sense to me, that that sets up the Presidential election better -- they'll have momentum, but still be able to blame everything on the Republicans.

I'm sort of the opposite—most of the likely 2008 Republican candidates I've seen touted are people I could live with assuming some checks and balances, but I'd like a good legislative counterweight NOW to make sure Bush can't finish out his second term in the style of Sherman exiting Atlanta.

The sad thing is that I know the actual answer, which is that Absorbine original is for horses, and Jr. is for humans.

Now can you tell my why Aspercreme doesn't actually contain aspirin?

And more Best Of Buff Diving:

victor: I remember when fanfic was painted on rocks in the blood of a mastodon.

Man, you should have read the Grog/Urk-Son-of-Bearkiller slash.

PMM: Grog/Urk were totally OTP.

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Jilli:

I look like I escaped from a Tim Burton movie, so I'm quite pleased.

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Allyson: Hm. Can we maybe do that Amazon thing where we can make recommendations? Like, "if you like posts by Rio, you may also like posts by msbelle."

Similarly, "if you have Allyson blocked, you may also want to block Kat."

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Jesse: Ann Landers died. Huh.

Madrigal: And somewhere Dear Abby is bellowing triumphantly, "In the end, there can only be one! Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!"

I look like I escaped from a Tim Burton movie, so I'm quite pleased.

This? True today, too.

Is there a day that isn't true?

Is there a day that isn't true?

...

Not once I leave the house. There are days when I'm doing chores so I'm not be-frilled and petticoat-ed up, but am running around in stripy socks and bloomers and some sort of spooky t-shirt. So not *quite* Tim Burton all the time.

I have no motivation again. Someone remind me that I really should be getting on with editing work, instead of procrastinating?

Allyson, in regard to:

I think he loves you more than me already. You got a moon, I got my face ripped off. Who do you really think holds more influence?

This is TIM. He specializes in injuring or killing off those he really loves.

I know! His relationship with me is so distant, yet with Allyson--hands on.

Or, you know, off.

Now can you tell my why Aspercreme doesn't actually contain aspirin?

Sadly, that one's one of life's eternal mysteries.