We need a War on Ice.
We've been fighting that one since the invention of the automobile.
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.
We need a War on Ice.
We've been fighting that one since the invention of the automobile.
Timelies all!
Happy Birthday connie!
I left work early because of a nasty chemical smell which was giving me a headache. Ok, the smell had mostly dissapated by the time I decided to leave, but I've got enough sick leave saved that a couple hours won't hurt me.
He's a defense secretary--his assbruise is ON his shoulders.
Snap!
Happy birthday, connie!!!
I was watching on the National Geographic Channel last night one of those "Seconds from Disaster" shows, about a gas buildup and explosion in San Juan, PR, in the mid-'90s. The big indication that something was up was when the manager of the shoestore with the gas fumes accummulating in his basement storeroom started smelling the gas in the store. He had the Enron gas subsidiary over several times in the week before the explosion, and they kept screwing up their sensors/detection procedures so they dismissed his nose. When the building went up, it killed 33 people, including the manager.
ParentHacks has how to make heart-shaped cupcakes in a regular pan: [link]
and also, this blast of amazing hot air: [link]
That craigslist ad is, indeed, awesome.
If you were doing a powerpoint presentation, and the title of one of the suggested slides was "Who the [Law] Applies to" would you change it? Is "To Whom the Law Applies" more grammatical or just persnickety?
I would leave it, in a powerpoint.
Happy birthday, connie!
I feel as if this afternoon will NEVER end. I am so ready to be home sitting on my couch and watching Project Runway.
Happy Birthday Connie!
I am currently dealing with people who don't seem to understand that medium resolution scans of Kinkos laserprints are not going to have text as crisp as pages professionally printed in a book. You want magic, go ask the Bicubic Interpolation Fairy!
I feel as if this afternoon will NEVER end.
It's never going to end. It will go on forever and ever, keeping me from my comfortable bed and my nappy-times.
Although I suppose if the afternoon never ends, I won't have to worry about falling on ice or looking like a gigantic moron on the bus again.