I was almost impressed, but then he got smug and I had to snub him.
Bwah.
Man, in burning off old tapes, I found the Kasparaitis shot of Lindros resulting in one of his many, many concussions. It is horrifying and scary. He's so still for so long, and they cart him off the ice, all immobilized.
They've been trying to clean up that part of the game, making it safer. But there's still a lot of head into the boards trash. The SO fears it won't stop until someone dies.
Uh....look! Cats!
Awww, man. Let's get back to pitchers and catchers report.
Absolutely! Go pitchers and catchers!
Absolutely! Go pitchers and catchers!
I bet a lot of pitchers and catchers have cats.
If someone asks "Do you know what time it is?" he replies, without fail, "Yes."
Oh, my god. Grounds for homicide.
Cute Overload crashed Firefox for me.
Also, Steph, I think your co-worker is an ass.
t bitch slaps Chatty!Coworker
I'm taking a deep breath and giving myself a mental shake to get off the semantics thing.
FWIW, I wasn't playing semantics when I said that adequate doesn't necessarily equal optimal.
That said, vitamin C is quite harmless in larger doses, so ehh... waste of money is better than toxicity any day.
Unless you're a cancer patient, at least a breast cancer patient. My mother's not dealing well with having to give up her vitamin C habit.
If someone asks "Do you know what time it is?" he replies, without fail, "Yes."
Oh, my god. Grounds for homicide.
Right? And then the ask-er will look at him and say "Well?" To which he'll reply "Well, what?"
"What TIME is it?!?"
"Oh. You didn't ask me what time it was; you just asked me if I *knew* what time it was. It's 12:54."
No one thinks it's cute or funny. And yet he persists in doing it.