For instance, certain musical instruments may tend to produce particular colours, shapes and movements."
Yeah. Especially with the right drugs.
What?
I have weird associations in my brain - not quite synaesthesia, but still weird. For example, if I'm looking at an Access form in design view and I happen to check a certain property of a field, I quite often get a mental image of a certain intersection in my home town, one that I mostly only drove through when delivering bundles of newspapers to the post office. It's weird - only that one image.
I briefly thought that posting this might give you all the idea I'm crazy, but then you already know that....
So this morning I was behind a cop car with one of those BELIEVE stickers (I think they must be standard issue.) Except it had been defaced to read DECIEVE. My first thought was
that isn't spelled right.
Nevermind a defaced bumper sticker on a cop car.
What the heck does
shagging
mean? I mean, in this context, spoken by a Chicago official (referring to the arrival of the Airbus A380 in Chicago today.):
"People should not be pulling over on the roads trying to take a look at the plane. The Police Department will be shagging people away," said Jim Szczesniak, deputy commissioner for operations at the Chicago Department of Aviation.
I really hope he's not using this in the same sense as the British slang term.
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Shagging golf balls means to scoop them up (think of the poor kid on the driving range). So maybe that's what e meant.
Yeah, I think he means it in the sense of "shagging" a ball in baseball.
I doubt the Chicago PD speaks British English.
I think he means it in the sense of "shagging" a ball in baseball.
Oh. I've never heard it used in that sense. Shows you how much baseball I watch....
Gronk.
I may possibly-probably-not-but-you-never-know have a tiiiny shard of glass stuck in the bottom of my foot.
I'm not sure what to do about that.
Um. I did that once. Months later, surgery was required. But tiny=7 mm by 3 mm and it hit an artery (fountain!) when deposited , which made us certain nothing could possibly be left in there. Oops.
Soak your foot.
Soak your foot.
In water, I assume?
This is what I get for being barefoot in the kitchen.
Tweezers?
I think I am still not used to the time change. I have been going to bed later than usual and waking up later than usual. Except last night when I woke up at 3:00 AM all hot and nauseous. I thought it was just that I didn't have enough to eat, but it is 10 AM and I still feel barfalicious. And I can't stomach the thought of coffee. And I am freezing. What I would really like to do is wrap up in a blankie at my desk.
