I am bereft -- I ordered what should have been my dream shoes off Zappos, and they just don't fit right. It's not that they're too big or too small, they're just.... wrong. Wah! This is what I get for trying to put my naturally pointy feet into round-toed shoes. Also what I get for ordering shoes off the internets.
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.
I'm suddenly curious where raising the right hand, fingers straight and palm open, comes from in the annals of avowing/affirming/promising.
It's a bastardization of the Vulcan salute.
What, you didn't know Vulcans built Stonehenge?
I bring my book and somebody says "Nuh uh...this has gone far enough...call it your bible all you want, I'm not recognizing A Year On The Killing Streets as holy text."
Aww. My supervisors gave me the Not For Tourists Guide to Chicago for my birthday. Now I can find the closest Trader Joe's!
And my right eye completely shits when I smile.
Duck! Sophia's gonna wink!
Oh my god! What a typo! I can't stop laughing either, Cindy!
Not For Tourists Guide to Chicago for my birthday. Now I can find the closest Trader Joe's!
Why... did the Treasure Islands close?
I think that the point could be made by the bigots that if you can't swear in on the Bible, you have no reason swearing in at all. Also because it's a heathen book that holds no magical power to bind you to the truth.
Too bad Haggard didn't think to swear off crystal meth use and hiring male escorts via one of the many magically binding Bibles available in his McChurch...
Too bad Haggard didn't think to swear off crystal meth use and hiring male
Hey! Crystal meth lets you pray really really hard.
Aww. My supervisors gave me the Not For Tourists Guide to Chicago for my birthday.
That's nice! I love those books.
For the love of god, will no one bring me breakfast?