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The Crying of Natter 49  

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.


Jesse - Jan 28, 2007 3:11:16 pm PST #6486 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

So, maybe Angelina Jolie wasn't so psyched at the Golden Globes because her mother was dying: [link]


sarameg - Jan 28, 2007 3:14:38 pm PST #6487 of 10001

My bc is the original issued filed (I misread the thing) by the hospital. Which means it is a really crappy copy of the original filed with the state, but with the actual sig of the local deputy registrar.

What I find interesting (and irksome) social commentary is that it states my father's profession, but there is no such box for my mother. There's more info on my dad on that form than there is on the woman who carried me. @@ 1975!


-t - Jan 28, 2007 3:16:20 pm PST #6488 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I think mine had a space for my mom's profession. I'll have to check when I get it back.


Jesse - Jan 28, 2007 3:17:20 pm PST #6489 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

When I was in high school or so, I made my mother get a new Filene's charge card, because she was still carrying one that said Mrs. My Father's Name. That she got when he was in grad school and she was supporting him. No way he was paying that bill, and they still wouldn't give her a card with her own name on it. She asked.


Hil R. - Jan 28, 2007 3:20:12 pm PST #6490 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

My mom's said that she had trouble applying for a credit card in her own name before she was married. She couldn't convince the credit card people that she was single and supporting herself. (This was maybe 1970 or so, and she was working as a computer programmer.)


Jesse - Jan 28, 2007 3:21:24 pm PST #6491 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

That shit was so ridiculous.


sarameg - Jan 28, 2007 3:21:48 pm PST #6492 of 10001

Jolie really got the majority of her looks from her mom. That resemblence is striking.


sarameg - Jan 28, 2007 3:25:48 pm PST #6493 of 10001

That shit was so ridiculous.

Yup. My mom ran into similar-mainly that dad's credit history became hers, and hers ceased to exist. It was less a practical issue because neither bought anything on credit until they needed to apply for a mortgage and discovered they had virtually no history. They bought a $20 matress on credit to create one. Cracks me up to think about that. (Also, blows my mind that their mortgage payment for 20 years was $170/month. $30 less than what they'd paid to rent the same house previously.)


Lee - Jan 28, 2007 3:26:13 pm PST #6494 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

When my parents were in the process of moving to Arizona, my mother was told by BofA that she couldn't close their checking account because her name was never put on the account. Turns out that when they opened the account, banks never bothered to put the woman's name on the accounts. Of course, they had let her write checks on the account for over 30 years.


Zenkitty - Jan 28, 2007 3:40:02 pm PST #6495 of 10001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Unbelievable. That women were treated as not-really-adults so very recently. Young women now don't really get it, how totally different their world is than the world our mothers, and even we, grew up in.