tommyrot: Theocrats to Pray for McCain's Death
Jessica: Oh god that's not an Onion article.
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tommyrot: Theocrats to Pray for McCain's Death
Jessica: Oh god that's not an Onion article.
In Natter:
Hil R.:
John McCain is "The kind of man whose name you would find on war memorials in small towns across this country, only he came home"? What does that even mean?
amych:
He's a zombie.
sarameg: Although that kid getting off the bus resembles Owen strongly, that cannot be your baby. He's too old!
Calli:
She slashed education funding for special needs students in Alaska by more than half, but I guess it's different for her these days. Now she just needs to give birth to a gay child, a Jewish child, a poler bear cub, a wolf cub, a librarian, and a fully formed alternative energy advocate, and perhaps she'll take into consideration some other areas where her expressed attitudes have raised some concerns.
In Bitches:
Sox: And the Internets tell me that my new computer is in fact a few miles from my house, and no longer in Shanghai, where it was languishing. Can I just say ohthankdog.
billytea: I felt exactly the same way after Wallybee's spousal visa was approved.
Amy: See, Madonna being 50 doesn't surprise me at all. Prince, maybe a little. MJ, though? I guess his Eternal Youth Plan worked pretty well on me.
Sox: 30 minutes until a phone conference where I'm supposed to advise on a particular database product and interface. And no matter what I say, they're going to buy it anyway.
Sparky1: Obviously, OBVIOUSLY . . . you should use this opportunity to use your creative writing skills and prepare something along the lines of Jabberwocky!
Sox: twas brillig, and your vendor sucks...
Alibelle: And OMG. I started a diet TODAY for the first time ever. You guys are making me wanna cry about pie. Holy crap. How on earth does the diet business stay in business? I don't think I'm cut out for this nonsense. I want pie. Followed by a pizza pie.
In Bitches:
Aims:
Ah tantrums. Em had a doozy of one this morning. Fall seems to have just run into the state and sat down to stay. No gradual dip in temp - just "HI! I'M HERE! IT'S COLD AND RAINY!" So we had to get out the Dreaded Pants this morning. I'm not a fan of forcing anyone to wear something they don't like, but she has no clean dresses and she has no tights. These are things we have to shop for. Screaming, yelling, kicking, wriggling, "PANTS ARE NOT FOR GIRLS THEY ARE FOR BOYS! I AM NOT A BOY I WANT TO BE A GIRL!"
I finally took over to give Joe a break and convinced her to wear them because they have foxes on the pants and the shirt like Tod, in The Fox and the Hound.
Must. Buy. Dresses and Tights.
Emily:
Oh, Em. She needs to learn to say what she means, which is "WHILE PANTS ARE A PERFECTLY VALID LIFESTYLE CHOICE THEY DO NOT APPEAL TO MY SELF IMAGE AT THE MOMENT AS I WISH TO LOOK LIKE MY SOCIETALLY INFLUENCED IDEA OF A PRETTY PRETTY PRINCESS!"
MiracleMan:
There was a moment in the kitchen this morning when I looked my three year old dead in the eye and said "I would love to discuss gender issues and sartorial choices, Punk, but we just don't have the time. Wear the pants or no TV."
(ETA MM's response, which made this even better.)
DavidS: Are you guys seriously giving me a watch and post of your cats eating?