Holy crap, that's a cute dog.
Lethally cute...aargh! keels over ded
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.
Holy crap, that's a cute dog.
Lethally cute...aargh! keels over ded
Dayumn. That's a dangerously cute dog.
Well, observation over. I think I made myself too nervous over it -- typing up lesson plans, practicing,... he came in five minutes after class started, I gave him a note-taking guide, and when class ended he said, "Thanks," and left. I don't know what it means, but I do know that trying to psych myself up for these things never ever works.
And then of course the thing I demonstrated, which worked easily and predictably on my computer, did crazy and unexplainable things on the students' computers and I couldn't fix it. Yay.
Happy birthday, tommyrot!!!
I came in later than I wanted to, but still earlier than I normally do, all for a 10:00 meeting that I now find that nobody in my department is going to because it doesn't apply to us. Oops--I'm glad I checked around before heading over there! Oh, well, at least I can now leave at a semi-normal time before 6:30 pm.
The men who are working in the stairwell behind my office are singing "hit me with your best shot" and howling like wolves.
Happy b-day tommyrot!
The men who are working in the stairwell behind my office are singing "hit me with your best shot" and howling like wolves.
That's both funny and disturbing. And potentially really, really annoying.
Do they really have notches in their lipstick cases?
I hate networking and do not want to go to this event.
I detest events like this.
If Obama was a white man, he would not be in this position," she continued. "And if he was a woman (of any color) he would not be in this position. He happens to be very lucky to be who he is. And the country is caught up in the concept." Ferraro does not buy the notion of Obama as the great reconciler.
Tumbledown and abandoned: The ruins of Michael Jackson's Neverland
The merry-go-round stands rusting and lifeless. An elaborate floral display that used to stand proudly at the front of the mansion has wilted, leaving just bare earth.
The tepees are collapsing in on themselves and a tent covering the bumper cars is falling to bits.
Unless Michael Jackson can pay off part of his £160 million debts, his legendary Neverland ranch will be sold next week at auction on the steps of the Santa Barbara County courthouse - a site which will recall for him his painful 2005 child molestation trial and acquittal which left him even more of a recluse.
The pictures are weird - it's amazing how far things have deteriorated. Quite a lot of dead trees and other plants.