The world of ice is still the world of ice.
It was a whole 4F this morning when I got downtown, and on the way, I apparently sat in the Arctic Blast seat on the bus. I am still shivering in my office.
Mal: You were dead! Tracy: Hunh? Oh. Right. Suppose I was. Hey there, Zoe.
'The Message'
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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.
shrift - Feb 16, 2007 5:51:22 am PST #1408 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Topic!Cindy - Feb 16, 2007 5:52:07 am PST #1409 of 10001
What is even happening?
I'm trying to talk my mother out of walking up to the hospital to see her sister (who had colon cancer surgery a week ago yesterday, and now needs some physical rehab). Mum keeps talking about the roads being bad, and I keep telling her they're a heck of a lot more clear than the sidewalks, because the road she'll be taking is Main St. which has been salted, sanded, and plowed, and driven on for three days, now.
She's very stubborn, though. I may stoop to making her afraid she'll aggrevate her sore neck if she slips.
Liese S. - Feb 16, 2007 5:53:20 am PST #1410 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Everything is lovely and non-icy except my porch steps, which are the lovely sort of icy that you don't know is there until you stumble out there sleepily in your pajamas and fleece slippers to let the dog into his kennel in the morning. Just hypothetically.
Edited to clarify that sleepily modifies me, not the dog. The dog is wide awake and very happy. He doesn't mind icy porch steps because he leaps over them.
tommyrot - Feb 16, 2007 5:53:35 am PST #1411 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
It was a whole 4F this morning when I got downtown, and on the way, I apparently sat in the Arctic Blast seat on the bus. I am still shivering in my office.
Well, the high today is supposed to be 20F. Early next week it should be in the upper 30s. Warm enough to melt this white stuff, or so Science tells me....
Topic!Cindy - Feb 16, 2007 5:53:59 am PST #1412 of 10001
What is even happening?
Did you land on your hypothetical ass?
Jesse - Feb 16, 2007 5:54:37 am PST #1413 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
We've really lucked out with the temperatures and etc -- basically every sidewalk is clear at this point, even the ones that were only half-assedly shoveled.
Liese S. - Feb 16, 2007 5:55:03 am PST #1414 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I did not. I grabbed the hypothetical stair railing and uttered a hypothetical curse. The dog wagged his hypothetical tail and looked at me to see why the kennel door wasn't open yet.
Laura - Feb 16, 2007 5:56:30 am PST #1415 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Yay bonbob! I'm so happy for both of you.
Daisy Jane - Feb 16, 2007 5:57:36 am PST #1416 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
It was 19 degrees here this morning. That's a stupid number of degrees for it to be in the south. 65 is a better number.
shrift - Feb 16, 2007 5:58:07 am PST #1417 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Well, the high today is supposed to be 20F.
It had better get warmer, or Dana will die when she shows up this evening!