Yay Allyson and all her wonderful friends!
Tom, so glad
someone
got to see the eclipse. Clouded up here, which irks me. First one I remember was a lunar in the early 80s, at the on-campus observatory. It happened really late and dad was doing an open house. I kept myself awake doing laps on the track and dozing in a pool chair. Oh god, I remember the june bug swarms you had to brave to use the bathroom! And brush them off the toilet seat! Ack. Once it finally got to totality, I was barely alert and dad carried me to the car, where I lay in the back of the car, sleepily watching it procede through the hatch window. And then there was the partial solar at the dedication of Apache Point when I was in college. And of course, the solar one in Zambia.
I like eclipses.
There was a solar eclipse when I was in 8th grade, and then another one a few years later that they let us out of high school to see. Both of them were really cool. I've seen a few lunar ones since then that gave me a visceral shudder, what with the funky-colored moon that was BEING EATEN UP!!!!
Well, I'm about off to the same chick's house now, so maybe I can make her hate me again.
I think I saw an eclipse one time, but mostly I'm reading it as ellipse. Of which I've seen more, so maybe that's why.
You don't expect some teenager in Alabama to be Spider-Man, and yet after the tornado...
For suddenly grief-struck parents like the mother and father of Andrew Jackson, a sturdy 16-year-old weightlifter, there was no consolation in their bewilderment.
"We lost a good man yesterday," said Andrew's father, Tim Jackson, his lip trembling as he stood in the family carport. He said witnesses had told them a heroic story of their son's last moments: Andrew held up a falling concrete beam long enough for another student to escape, then was crushed by it.
Hey! Ferrari-Carano wine now comes with a screw cap. instead of a cork.
I like that!
Aw, poor little tiny Abigail Breslin on Law and Order: SVU.
One of the funniest videos I've seen in a long time--How To Wash a Cat.
And this has mostly likely been posted here before, but I'd never seen it. Shark vs. Octopus.
My plan to drink the all the alcohol from bottles that only have a little bit left, leaving me with fewer bottles to move means I am now quite drunk after finishing off a bottle of Pernod. Next up, (but not tonight) Laphroig.
Andrew held up a falling concrete beam long enough for another student to escape, then was crushed by it.
Fuck. This gets me so badly, right where it hurts most.
Yep, friend still hates me. Apparently "cheerfully right" isn't that attractive a trait in a friend. I wonder how attractive it is in a date, and if that explains anything...
