Gladys and her mom are back. They were standing on the sidewalk staring at me when I went out for a smoke.
Now they're grazing under a tree.
It'd be nice to pet them, I think they'd let me, but you know, lime disease, lice, yuck.
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.
Gladys and her mom are back. They were standing on the sidewalk staring at me when I went out for a smoke.
Now they're grazing under a tree.
It'd be nice to pet them, I think they'd let me, but you know, lime disease, lice, yuck.
I had a sudden urge to listen to Simon and Garfunkel. Listening to them made me smile.
Last thing that made me smile was my DH responding to my passionate diatribe on why Leo got nominated for Blood Diamond instead of The Departed by saying "Hey, Oscar loves accents."
I had a sudden urge to listen to Simon and Garfunkel. Listening to them made me smile.
Feelin' groovy?
The Corwood Industries plot thickens! Yes, indeed, Sterling Smith appears to be someone who is involved in a major bankruptcy we have a part of. Have no idea how confidential this information is so I won't name it, but apparently the bankruptcy crew has been googling a Houstonite named Sterling Smith and have come up with the Jandek Wiki entry.
Feelin' groovy?
There is no cheerier song.
Okay, something on 24 made me smile: when Jack ties up and threatens his brother (for the safety of the American people, naturally) I couldn't help myself.
Feelin' groovy?
More like a rock. Or perhaps an island.
Now they're grazing under a tree.
You know...it took me a minute and a strange visual. I still can't get over the wildlife at that place. I mean, sure, I have weird birds that attack my window, but: birds. Not large mammals that could mug you for your sandwich.
There is no cheerier song.
Not even "Walking on Sunshine"?