At this point with my dental bills, I'm waiting until their acountant yells at me. I can't make heads or tails of the fuckers otherwise. Dental office just charges me a copay at visti based on an estimate and sends any bills at the end of the month, once they've negotiated insurance to death. (Thank god I found a dental practice with a staff member dedicated to beating the system to death before coming after the patient. They aren't coming after me for the pre-crown work until I get the crowns because the stupidass insurance won't cover the pre-crown work until I get the crowns. Jackasses. Yes, crowns. Goddamnit. Which I might be able to put off until January and shove into a medical FSA or whatever that's called. I hope. I need a mommy.)
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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.
I'm currently annoyed with myself, because I turned my doctor's appointment from a relaxed work-day morning into an alarm-setting day-off morning. Lame!
Dude! My evening private (Navajo) voice student quit. She's buried under her college level Spanish class. Bummer. And the SO's student ended up sick. So we drove out there for nuthin. But it's our fault, we should have checked our mobile voicemail.
Still, bonus night off. Now to heat up dinner and watch Eureka with the SO.
Voice-stress ice-cream dispenser increases portions for the miserable
Demitrios Kargotis unveiled his Mr Whippy machine at the Ars Technica festival in Linz. It's a self-serve frozen custard machine that doles out portion sizes based on the amount of misery it detects in a voice-stress analysis. The sadder you are, the more ice-cream you get.
Employing voice stress analysis of the user's answers to specific questions, varying degrees of unhappiness are measured and the counteractive quantity of ice cream is dispensed: The more unhappy you are, the more ice cream you need.
Sarameg that's too funny!
I will not take anyone seriously if they dress like a J.Crew model and pretend to be a badass. Even less so when they have repeated tantrums on national television.
A bunch of pretty and colorful mantis pics: [link]
Watching TDS, which went in a similar Falco place w/r/t Petraeus-- I'd be surprised if they hadn't once the buffisters pointed it out.
Dude, Affleck looks huge in this picture: [link] Look out for that giant-headed man, little girl!