Could just be a hoax, though. I fake some headaches, everyone gets used to poor helpless Spike. Then one day, no warning, I snap a spine, bend a head back, drain 'em dry. Brilliant.

Spike ,'Potential'


Natter 48 Contiguous States of Denial  

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.


sumi - Dec 02, 2006 2:07:31 pm PST #4140 of 10007
Art Crawl!!!

I don't think that there is -- this is a small town.

I think part of what is both frustrating and freaking me out is that I'm feeling like I'm seeing a glimpse into my future and it's scary - you know to not be able to do stuff and also not really have people who can help you out. (I mean, I have people who would -- if they were here but the people I'm closest to don't actually live in any great proximity to me.

Okay, so I had some chocolate, iced my leg (now I'm all chilled), cuddled the cat Ivan and watched a bit of Pirates of the Caribbean. Feeling m uch better now. Up to going downstairs and checking on the boiler.


Jesse - Dec 02, 2006 2:23:06 pm PST #4141 of 10007
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Congrats, Kalshane!!

Great, so tomorrow morning, I get to angst about xmas shopping?

Nah, you'll be out of the woods as long as you're not angsting about raising children.

So I only bought one thing that may be for me, but ended up taking a long walk through the Village, which was great. I saw carolers! Now I have a beer.


Lee - Dec 02, 2006 2:58:47 pm PST #4142 of 10007
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

YAY beer.


Jesse - Dec 02, 2006 3:00:31 pm PST #4143 of 10007
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I have thoughts of making black bean soup tomorrow, so that's why I needed.... a six pack.


Typo Boy - Dec 02, 2006 3:15:23 pm PST #4144 of 10007
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

Ah - are you making black bean soup along the lines of this recipe:

[link]

The nice thing about it is it uses only one bottle (or can) of beer in the soup. So you still have five left for drinking.


Lee - Dec 02, 2006 3:17:03 pm PST #4145 of 10007
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Oooh, black bean soup. YUM. Maybe I should make some soon.


Jesse - Dec 02, 2006 3:19:05 pm PST #4146 of 10007
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Yup, right along those lines, except I don't really use a recipe.


brenda m - Dec 02, 2006 3:22:31 pm PST #4147 of 10007
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

By the way, I came across an amazing blog for foodies the other day: [link]


Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 02, 2006 3:34:08 pm PST #4148 of 10007
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

Congratulations, Kalshane!

I looked at that Snopes page. Yeah, talk about undermining the message.

Frankly, the first and last of the unaltered photos still fit the bill of "skeletal" in my opinion, no Photoshop needed.


sarameg - Dec 02, 2006 3:44:56 pm PST #4149 of 10007

Congrats, Kalshane!

Man, this spring and summer is going to be busy with small bewildered new people. I think I need a spreadsheet.

Talking to my brother last night, he said his wife is FOUR months along. If he was correct (he can be, um, fluid with dates and times) that means SIL was 2 months or more pregnant before they figured it out. Which. Um. In any case, this pregnancy has been much easier on her than the first.

When I was at the bookstore today, I asked if they could look up a couple books to see if they had them. They didn't, but offered to order them, which I politely declined. You could practically see the fine! I know you are going to go buy them online you jerk! form over the clerk's head. It was kinda sad.