Yeah, but they mention that astronauts wear diapers for takeoff and re-entry so she may have just gotten used to them and decided paying at the pump and driving on was faster than visiting the loo at the Gas & Sip.

I have a Drive Gas & Sip t-shirt!

heh. Um. I have nothing interesting to say.

I have a Drive Gas & Sip t-shirt!

How do I obtain one of those?

I hope it stops snowing soon. I have just discovered that my shoes do not have adequate traction in slush, and I would like to make it through my day without falling down.

How do I obtain one of those?

Seconded.

Is this a job for Cafepress?

I have just discovered that my shoes do not have adequate traction in slush, and I would like to make it through my day without falling down.

When I die in Chicago, will you get David Hewlett to speak at my funeral?

"If you were just going to talk to someone, I don't know that you would need a wig, a trench coat, an air cartridge BB gun and pepper spray," said Orlando police Sgt. Barbara Jones. "It's just really a very sad case."

This is exactly the quote I was trying to send my coworker who told me about this story! If they weren't astronauts, it wouldn't be nearly as amusing.

You can have mine, cashmere, I'll happily send it along. I don't like regular neck t-shirts, only v-necks. Um, I think I slept in it once, but you know, it's washed and folded. Just e me your addie.

I think I want Indian for lunch today. Who's with me?

I think I want Indian for lunch today. Who's with me?

P-C?

(sorry)

::sticks tounge out at tommyrot ::

You, hush!