But I can't imagine saying something about euthanasia-as-convenience to a person who's just mentioned their sick pet.

Bingo. I am so not a pet person--my attitude towards pets is indelibly coloured by practicalities of Jamaica. By Jamaican standards we were pretty much hopeless romantics as children, trying to emulate what we saw of British and American lifestyles, but that didn't mean we'd ever dream of having a dog inside the house. But I get that other people are very different about their pets, and it's not about me when they're grieving.

Man, I just commented to a co-worker that the place was quiet, and voila! It is no longer. Damnit.

Lee--probably no pics if I go from work to krav. But we'll see--I haven't trained properly in forever, and I'm not sure why I think today will be different.

Okay, I just lost all respect and any crush I may have had on Rachel Ray. On her "talk show" this morning? She has a "psychic," cold reading people with the whole "I'm getting a sense of someone who's died. Does the letter 'G' mean anything to anybody?" bullshit.

No wonder the human race can't crawl out of the g-ddamned Dark Ages!

Does the letter 'G' mean anything to anybody?

Yes. It's my middle initial.

Uh-oh.

What I want to know is where are the ancient Sumerian demons from the Evil Dead movies when John Edwards and his ilk are "channeling spirits from the Other Side"? Now that I'd tune in for.

Swalow your soul, swallow your soul. Dead by dawn, DEAD BY DAWN!

so ... where's an ancient Sumerian demon when you really need one?

Swalow your soul, swallow your soul.

Hmm. Rachel Ray wouldn't really have anything to fear, would she?

"Pfft! TLC beat ya to it! Have some 30-minute Beef Wellington."

She has a "psychic," cold reading people with the whole "I'm getting a sense of someone who's died. Does the letter 'G' mean anything to anybody?" bullshit.

Ugh. Girl needs to go back to just cooking really fast.

I love the Skeptics Guide gang's take on cold readings -- basically, why does nobody think it's suspicious that their loved ones come all the way back from the dead to speak with them, but only bother to tell the medium "So yeah, my name starts with the letter M. Can you put me through to someone who's name starts with the letter Q?"

I could have used another day off.

also, it was 64 degrees in my office this morning. Now it is up to 67. still not warm enough.

Those writing to CyberVixen, please note that she posted it was her cousin, not her sister.