Everything else was delicious and cilantro free. And then I had pie.
My whole life felt better. I might even go get MORE PIE when I get out of work.
Buckle up, kids! Daddy's puttin' the hammer down.
Spike ,'Touched'
Natter Area 51: The Truthiness Is in Here
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.
Allyson - May 18, 2007 11:40:10 am PDT #8157 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
beekaytee - May 18, 2007 11:42:04 am PDT #8158 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
Huh. I didn't know Valde*** was 6'. Interesting.
sarameg - May 18, 2007 11:44:19 am PDT #8159 of 10001
t waiting patiently for Dana's next installment
t ok maybe impatiently
It's fascinating (though in this case, terribly sad and awful) to see how a non-stupid case goes. Mine was just so patently ridiculous.
I hate the last hour on Fridays. I oddly start getting anxious. It's not as if I'm going anywhere interesting, I just want to GO.
Allyson - May 18, 2007 11:45:11 am PDT #8160 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Caught this on Whedonesque: [link]
bon bon - May 18, 2007 11:46:38 am PDT #8161 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I see where Allyson is coming from w/r/t the cilantro-- I adore the stuff, but more people need to know that it's inedible to like a quarter of eaters. I have this whole rant in general about how poorly understood biological taste differences are.
Jessica - May 18, 2007 11:50:15 am PDT #8162 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
I understand the objections to stealth cilantro, but I think exceptions ought to be made for cuisines like Indian or Mexican where it's in almost everything by default.
Matt the Bruins fan - May 18, 2007 11:51:10 am PDT #8163 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Arrrgh. No idea why Epson.com is giving me no love all of a sudden, but I replaced the link with my T-mobile version of the photo.
Jesse - May 18, 2007 11:57:31 am PDT #8164 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
waiting patiently for Dana's next installment
ok maybe impatiently
Ditto.
On the cilantro v. basil sitch (it was supposed to have basil, right?), it sounds like someone just grabbed the wrong green pile by accident. Wrong, clearly, but not on purpose.
beekaytee - May 18, 2007 11:57:32 am PDT #8165 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
aHA! And how cute are YOU?!
Dana - May 18, 2007 11:59:07 am PDT #8166 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Sorry, husband came home and derailed me. I might not get through it all right now, but I'll keep going.
During the punishment phase, we didn't know what additional witnesses we might get. The first person the prosecution called was a patrol officer who had responded to a 911 buglary call two weeks after the first crime. It was at a big apartment complex just up the road from the location of the first crime.
The officer got there, and a woman told him a man had broken in and robbed her, then climbed out the window (I think, a couple witnesses were hazy on how he got in and out). While the officer was there, another resident came up to say he'd seen the guy go in and out, and then walk off. They both gave a description of the guy, and the cop drove around the complex looking for him.
He saw the guy, tried to get him to stop, and the guy took off. The cop chased him on foot and apprehended him with the help of a maintenance man and the other guy who'd seen him breaking into the apartment.
As they walked him back to the patrol car, yet another resident came out, her hand bleeding, and screamed "That's the man who raped me! That's the man who raped me!" He had broken into her apartment in the early morning, put a tire iron with a sharp end to her neck, and told her to take off her clothes. He (graphic)
put his fingers in her vagina, then put his penis in his vagina, though she apparently managed to fight him off before he ejaculated.
She broke a window to get out of her apartment, which was why her hand was bloody. They called her to testify later on. She was 60, and much more visibly upset than the first victim. She didn't want to go into the details of what had happened. The prosecutor would ask her a question, and she would look pleadingly at the translator and say "Ay, dios mio," or she would look at the prosecutor and say, "Ay, senora."