Coffee On My Monitor
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Because even Robin has her limits:
But the places they use therapy animals, (hospitals, nursing homes) have so little contact in them that petting even a chicken probably feels good. It's warm and alive and soft and for some of the patients that could be a real treat.
That being said, a CHICKEN? Come ON, people, you can do better.
ita:
Giving medals to animals is weird.
billytea:
I always thought it was pretty funny celebrating my parents' dog's birthday. I imagine he's thinking "Ok, on the plus side, steak; but why are they all watching me eat it? Is there something in it? Is this some kind of practical joke?" And then he'd eat it anyway, because after all, he's a dog.
ita:
I'm now picturing a kangaroo wearing tights and a cape....
billytea:
Able to leap tall fences in a single bound! Oh, wait, they all do that
ahem....
This should be:
ita: I have a pragmatic view of animals -- they're food, or workers, and sometimes fun. Some of them do amazing things, like save people or help the blind, etc, but hero? Too much anthropomorphising for me.
tommyrot: I'm now picturing a kangaroo wearing tights and a cape....
Beverly, because it's wonderful:
Ooh! I just looked out my front window. The willow oak has fully leafed out, the sun is in high after-noon position, and it's just like being in a room with translucent green walls! So pretty. I forget how gorgeous it is with leaves on, and how wonderful, secretive and safe the green shade makes me feel.
oops- holy accidental post in wrong thread, Batman! Nothing to see here, move it along...
Aimée:
I guess that sucking noise I heard wasn't my day, but Jilli stealing all the pretty!
In Natter, on Marcia Gay Harden's children:
Jesse:
I'm sorry, but Julitta? Eulala?
Miracleman:
Names picked by throwing Scrabble tiles into a blender.
"We'll name our first-born...Qctoxzeuwanker! He's worth 400 points on a Triple Word Score square! He is blessed!"
Ginger, with the question in every home owner's head:
I'm not sure if I need a plumber, an electrician or an exorcist.
And MiracleMan, with helpful advice:
Are the walls bleeding?
If not, you have some time. At least until the full moon.
amyparker:
Why did they cover so few useful things in Home Economics? Kenny gets that class, and it has stuff like "Here is the main water shut-off. Here is the gas shut-off. This is the breaker box. This is why sanitizing the kitchen drain is important; this is how you do it. Balancing the checkbook is more than just useful arithmatic practice."
Betsy HP:
You sanitize the kitchen drain?
Uh-oh.
[Oh. Whew. My husband sanitizes the sink with bleach reasonably regularly, sanitizing the drain in the process.]
ChiKat:
How does one sanitize a kitchen drain?
deborah grabien:
I clean my kitchen sink once a day with Clorox cleanser. I also spray it down the drain and let it sit about ten seconds. Then everything gets thoroughly rinsed with the hottest water I can generate.
amyparker:
ChiKat, I put a gallon of really hot water in the sink and add 3/4 of a cup of chlorine bleach and a tablespoon of powdered laundry detergent, let it stand for about five minutes, then pull the plug and rinse with more hot water. I do that about once a week. I clean my sink every night with Clorox spray cleaner, which seems like a bit much (except to people with new food handler's licenses), but if I smell dirty dishes in the morning, I can't eat.
ChiKat:
Thanks! I do run bleach down my drain fairly regularly, so I guess I'm okay!
Steph L.:
Sanitize the sink?
Are you people making this up just to fuck with me?
t wonders how to sanitize the sink when it's never empty....
In Angel -
Polter-Cow, re the
pagers in tonight's Angel
: Maybe Ben and Joss were on them, and Ben would be writing, and it would go
*beep-beep*,
and Joss would say,
"Give Illyria more speeches,"
and Ben would sigh in exasperation and write more speeches, and as he was done, it would go
*beep-beep*,
and Joss would say,
"On second thought, cut down on the speechifying,"
and Ben would sign in exasperation, and
*beep-beep* "Can you maybe change the order of the speeches?"
and by the end of the night the entire script was just full of these
*beep-beep*s.
Or maybe that's not how it happened at all.
(excessive whitefont added, probably quite unnecessarily, for a minor plot point in tonight's Angel.)