Buffy ,'The Killer In Me'
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.
sez Boing Boing:
Purrcast is a soothing little podcast that consists solely of the sound of cats purring. The website includes biographical information on each feline purr-former.
It confused the hell out of my cat - she sat perfectly still and stared at the speaker....
Can I just say that various Buffistas are killing me in Scrabulous. I'm working on losing by a respectable margin.
Muezzin calls fascinate Devi. It's funny and weird.
I save fluevog buying until the half off sales. I think I paid full once. And it hurt. But they've held up nicely (I think full price was my red kindergartner shoes, which I adore forever.) I do need new shoes, though.
Everyone needs to move to B'more. It's got issues, but it's interesting!
Those shoes are fabulous.
Can I just say that various Buffistas are killing me in Scrabulous. I'm working on losing by a respectable margin.
I played a game with a stranger over the weekend where I had every high-value tile and STILL lost. Nice.
I suck at scrabble. Play me, sue, and you'll kick my ass.
I suck at scrabble. Play me, sue, and you'll kick my ass.
Somehow, I seriously doubt this. But you're on!
I suck at scrabble. Play me, sue, and you'll kick my ass.
Somehow, I seriously doubt this. But you're on!
I just had a similar conversation with a local friend a couple of weeks ago. We're both reasonably smart and literate, and yet we both invariably lose, horribly and humiliatingly. We made a nonspecific date for a game of Scrabble at some point in the near future, figuring that we couldn't possibly both lose. Then I remembered that it is in fact possible to come to a stalemate where both players have crap tiles, there's crap on the board, and nobody can do anything. So we figure that's how it will probably end. We may have to come up with a drinking game to go along with it.
I find that I get fixated on certain words from my tiles and I don't think so much about placement on the board and playing to maximize my points. Also, even though I'm not even fluent, I keep trying to play french words.
Back from choir. Wore the royal blue shirt with the black pants, and got complimented on the shade of blue and how it looked on me. We sounded good, I think, and got to sing lots of good, old music. (My church is rather given to contemporary praise choruses, so any service where almost all the music predates the Clinton administration is good in my book, and a couple of this week's pieces actually predate the Washington administration. I like the old stuff partly because it's almost always more lyrically complex and melodically interesting, but also because the songs that have survived a century or two have proven themselves. With the songs that aren't yet old enough to drive, drink, or vote, we get the 90% that's crap in with the 10% that's decent and the 1% that might actually stand the test of time.)
They only have nursery for infants at evening services, so AB had to stay with DH throughout. She was mostly good, for values of good that involve crawling under the pews quietly, and I'm happy to say it was not my Annabel who started singing "Old Macdonald" during the cool a cappella tenor/bass section of "Of the Father's Love Begotten," but someone else's Annaliese.
We may have to come up with a drinking game to go along with it.Ooh, the friend I play Scrabble with the most and I do this. Well, wine and Scrabble. That's kinda a drinking game, right? Makes it fun. Also makes for relatively looser rules by the time her husband gets home to mock us.