Question: Will hiding in a cavern with stockpiled chocolate goods be any part of this plan?

Xander ,'Get It Done'


Natter 54: Right here, dammit.  

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.


Jars - Sep 16, 2007 1:41:44 am PDT #887 of 10001

I wish I were 19. I feel like I should be. And then I could still be in college, and still be able to take classes in things.

Yes, all the yes in the world, my sister in being almost twenty-five. Although I've got 'til April. People keep pointing out how I'm now in my mid-twenties and not my early twenties anymore. Like that makes a difference when in my brain I still think I'm fourteen.


Theodosia - Sep 16, 2007 3:23:45 am PDT #888 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

Alibelle, maybe he wasn't really a cop, he was a rogue psychology student doing radical field research?


Sheryl - Sep 16, 2007 3:59:45 am PDT #889 of 10001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"

Timelies all!

we are heading to the MD Ren Faire in a little bit. Haven't gone at all this year.


Jesse - Sep 16, 2007 4:32:39 am PDT #890 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

So, anyone got any tips for two-handed application of ear drops in cats? He really doesn't like it, and between putting his ears back and shaking his head, I'm not confident any of the meds are actually getting in there.


msbelle - Sep 16, 2007 4:36:38 am PDT #891 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

one very firm hand on the base of head neck, pushing down. drops in other hand, drop into ear and then push the ear down and hold for a couple of seconds.


Jesse - Sep 16, 2007 4:38:41 am PDT #892 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I think that's what I'm doing, but I could really use another hand on his body, and one to open his ear up! Ah well.


Cashmere - Sep 16, 2007 4:49:18 am PDT #893 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

How would he know my address? So weird.

Did they run your plates? Your current address might be on your car registration.

I was up until nearly 5 a.m. DH got up with the kids at 7. He has the same problem sleeping that I do but he went to bed around 3.


Theodosia - Sep 16, 2007 4:49:20 am PDT #894 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

One technique to drug or otherwise immobilize uncooperative cats (and small dogs) is to kneel so that the animal is between your legs, clamped/squished down securely. Then you can grab the head (or buttal region) with one hand and apply medication with the other. It's not very dignified, but works like a charm. You can also 'mummify' them in a large terrycloth towel, which they're not fond of either, but also it works in the short term.


Jesse - Sep 16, 2007 4:52:31 am PDT #895 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

to kneel so that the animal is between your legs, clamped/squished down securely

Ah, that would totally do it! I'll try that tonight. Good thing he's so stupid that when he runs away after the first ear, I can get him to come right back with the kissy noises.


Kalshane - Sep 16, 2007 5:38:17 am PDT #896 of 10001
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why? Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.

Timelies, all

I am so woefully behind here. I can kind of keep up with the Firefly and Heroes threads (though the latter likely won't be possible come the 24th) but everything else just moves way too fast for me at the moment.

Just wanted to pop in and say that Mattias and his mother are both doing well. He's figuring out how to roll and scooch around a little bit. He's still slower than a turtle about it, but he's getting closer and closer to being able to get himself into trouble. He's also smiling and babbling and, according to his mother, giggling, though I've yet to witness the last bit, unfortunately.

The new job is still going well. There's been some personel shake-ups that are a little disconcerting, but I'm still enjoying the environment and the people I work with.

We're hopefully getting closer to finding a house. We're taking a second look at a house the gf really likes today, as well as first looks at several others. The house she likes is far from perfect, but it meets our needs and the seller is highly motivated, so we might be able to get a good deal on it.

It's just as well the house search is moving along, because we're continuing to have issues with the apartment and now one of our upstairs neighbors has developed a severe attitude problem, so the sooner we can get out of here, the better.