One thing I definitely miss about my old job was that the daycare kids would come trick-or-treating to the offices, and they were so cute! Maybe not as cute as Buffista kids, but pretty darn cute.
I don't like vampires. I'm gonna take a stand and say they're not good.
Xander ,'Beneath You'
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.
Jesse - Nov 01, 2007 5:15:18 am PDT #9764 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
meara - Nov 01, 2007 5:35:41 am PDT #9765 of 10001
there is a man in the boarding area in a silver lame jacket. yes, i AM going to vegas...
Steph L. - Nov 01, 2007 5:37:56 am PDT #9766 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Just got back from Chipotle. Lots of people with pieces of tin foil wrapped around their heads. If I were a Chipotle manager, I would totally bounce them.
My boss, who is notoriously cheap, went to Chipotle wrapped up in a tan-ish blanket (tortilla) over a green-ish blanket (guac)....and then, for good measure, taped sign on his chest saying "I am a burrito."
No, really. He got his free burrito.
shrift - Nov 01, 2007 5:38:01 am PDT #9767 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Happy birthday, Ginger!
Anyone ever used allergy eye drops?
Cass, I use Opcon-A pretty regularly: [link]
Lee - Nov 01, 2007 5:53:23 am PDT #9768 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Happy Birthday Ginger!
Trudy Booth - Nov 01, 2007 5:58:55 am PDT #9769 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Babysat last night.
She's six weeks old and her parents went to a concert.
The baby was great, the dog was sure I was not on the job. Once I had the audacity to put her in her bassinette and go pee. I left the door cracked so I could hear her. Pickle (he's a daschund) came RUSHING in all "What are you DOING?!?!?" then when she actually made noise he tried flinging himself into my lap in an desperate timmy-is-down-the-wellish effort to communicate that THE BABY IS UPSET!!!!!!!
Trix (sonogram said boy, we bought a bunch of blue stuff, two weeks later we had to all buy pink stuff, hence nicknamed "Trixy") was very chill and only fussed once or twice. She drank four ounces like it was her job (very earnest look on her tiny face). Before the feeding she kept eyeing my boob and bumping her head against it. It was hysterical and I took the hint.
Cass - Nov 01, 2007 6:03:03 am PDT #9770 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I use Opcon-A pretty regularly: [link]Bless you, shrift. I am picking some up today.
Strega - Nov 01, 2007 6:06:56 am PDT #9771 of 10001
Jacob on slutty costumes:
Halloween is about two things: hooking up and getting drunk. You don't want your costume to inhibit either of these activities, either by being cumbersome or by being needlessly grostesque. The best slutty costumes combine ease of movement with total sluttiness, allowing both. That's generally why I stick to bunny ears.
However, this year I tried -- with varying levels of success, although I guess we'll see for sure tonight -- to get the boyz on board. I want to start a movement for men of all shapes and sizes to get slutty on Halloween.
bon bon - Nov 01, 2007 6:10:24 am PDT #9772 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
There are lots of slutty boys at the West Village Halloween parade.
I also felt like slutty costumes for women were not that common this year at the parade, though Bob disagreed.
aurelia - Nov 01, 2007 6:16:34 am PDT #9773 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Happy Birthday Ginger!
My boss, who is notoriously cheap, went to Chipotle wrapped up in a tan-ish blanket (tortilla) over a green-ish blanket (guac)....and then, for good measure, taped sign on his chest saying "I am a burrito."
That's way better than the huge line of people I saw with just a strip of aluminum foil around their waist, or arm, or just a hat.