Buffy ,'Get It Done'
Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns
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.
No collateral injuries yet. But since the bedroom and all its piles of crap in various stages of cleaning and packing are covered in broken glass, I don't expect that to hold up.
Maybe I'll just throw it all out. That would work, right? The more I pack the more I want it all to just disappear anyway.
Brenda, that sounds crazy.
Wonder Bread (or similar) is good for picking up glass. Maybe go buy a loaf and start patting around?
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Random wacky story:
WAUKESHA, WISCONSIN - It was embarrassing enough that Mark Stahnke woke up in a neighbor's yard without his pants. Then he remembered they contained a cashier's check for $41,093, meant for his son, and several hundred dollars in cash.
But he got it all back Friday. Tim Curzan's dog, Joe, found the pants at an intersection, according to police. Curzan took them to the police, who contacted Stahnke, who doesn't remember what happened after he left a bar the night before.
Oh, shower of glass sounds horrid. Dropped glass is bad enough.
I'm thinking the angry Shaolin monks ought to expand their ire to include spammers in general. I'm thinking it would be mightily effective.
Brenda, how I identify with the wish to be rid of one's possessions in a move. About halfway through the disgorging of the moving truck here, I was ready to tell the guys to close it up and drive it all away to charity, even though I had no idea which possessions they'd brought in so far. Eventually it all fit....
I'm reading a fashion magazine article about Björk, and just cracked up over the following:
"Onstage in the past, I used to just wear whatever I was wearing at the time," she says casually, apparently forgetting that what she wears to the supermarket is more daring than other singers' wildest stage clothes.
Yikes, brenda! Be careful!!
That goes for many of y'all, actually. Or all y'all.
That NYTimes illustration was perfectly clear. Pie is kind of gay, tractors are definitely gay, etc.
Shower was lovely, transportation no problem, etc. Except I didn't recognize someone I've met many times, but not in years. Oops.
Cowgirl, i was at a yearly dinner last night, where the hostess did not recognize me again. Geez, woman, I see you at this thing EVERY year, do you always have to tell me it's nice to meet me?