Oh ita, I'm so sorry.
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.
Not that I never buy outside of my season, because I definitely do, but I'm very careful about warm-toned colors because of my early brainwashing.
Sometime around 1982 or 83, my hometown was virtually a Color Me Beautiful Cult. I'm a Winter--my best colors are deep garnet red, dark forest green, navy, and black. But I look awful in purple unless it's verging upon black. It makes me look jaundiced. I can wear Fall colors if they're dark, like deep brown, darker olive greens, and the like. No orange, no pastels, and absolutely no yellows or golds.
Basically, I pick dark colors whenever I can. Just about the only bright colors I like on me are certain shades of teal and turquoise.
More cat humor!
Both of these YouTubes have sound (fair warning!), but they are each hysterical in their own ways.
The first is the cat humor musical equivalent of Dick in a Box: Mean Kitty.
The second is a faux interview: Bobo: An Intimate Portrait.
Hec will not be amused, but I imagine many of the rest of you will be.
Perfect timing, Kristin, as I just caught up.
Mine is an evil laugh!
I would point and laugh, except that I recently spent several days reading up on how and why one might manufacture wrought iron rounds, and if one did, how one would do so in the context of modern (cartridge) weapons.
Heh. And I've been studying the history of the 30.06 rifle round because of Tom Waits' song "16 Shells From a Thirty Ought-Six."
Since I'm sure you're all curious, it came out in 1906 (hence the ought-six part of its name), but became famous from use in WWI with the Springfield rifle by infantrymen.
It's been in use ever since, and is also commonly used with the Winchester rifle. It's one of the best and most versatile rifle rounds. Depending on the grain of the bullet it's good for varmints or coyote, but can also has enough stopping power to take down a deer.
Mine is an evil laugh!
Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!
Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!
Right. On. Cue.
::high fives BigDuluth::
When it comes to cats, I'm fairly sure that Hec must feel betrayed by most of us most of the time.
wOOt!
Not touching a connected computer till 9pm est severly limits the natter involvement but when I'm on I'm on!