HOMG, Specialty's cookies are 600 calories? t dies
I no longer mourn the fact that when I changed jobs I lost Specialty's. Wow.
'Dirty Girls'
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.
HOMG, Specialty's cookies are 600 calories? t dies
I no longer mourn the fact that when I changed jobs I lost Specialty's. Wow.
I was just attacked by a dog. It was a rather tiny dog, about the size of a small cat. I think it was trying to bite me but I'm not sure - if it was, it never managed to penetrate my jeans. Anyway, it just kept walking behind me, yapping and nipping at my ankles... so damn cute.
Tommyrot = Sylvester the cat
In the course of editing, I ran across this author name (last name): Blobstein.
Which, naturally, led us into a whole Bob Loblaw/Arrested Development riff.
I think it was trying to bite me but I'm not sure - if it was, it never managed to penetrate my jeans. Anyway, it just kept walking behind me, yapping and nipping at my ankles... so damn cute.
While passing out front-porch light bulbs in the more crime-ridden areas of my 'hood, we happened upon one house with a big BEWARE OF DOG sign. These were common, and usually accompanied by a Pit Bull or Rottie.
As we walked towards the house, the owner was outside, and waved for us to come up the driveway. I did so with some trepidation, and then the dog came charging down the driveway, barking furiously at us.
A Pomeranian named "Speedy."
Cutest thing EVAR. "I'm fierce! I am! Damn it! Cower before me!" As soon as I leaned down to give it my hand to sniff, it stopped barking, dropped to the ground, and rolled onto its back in the patented rub-my-belly move.
Fierce. Uh huh.
I thought of him, but I thought it was a stretch to label what he does comedy. Absurd? Yes. Funny? Occasionally but more often bleak as hell.
Yeah, having gone to a grueling performance of Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf last fall Albee wouldn't be the first name I'd think of in the context of comedy.
As soon as I leaned down to give it my hand to sniff, it stopped barking, dropped to the ground, and rolled onto its back in the patented rub-my-belly move.
Ooh, I should have tried that! I could have gotten in some quality puppy-belly-rubbing time....
Blobstein
This sounds like something that should be "Coming soon, on Sci-Fi"
a grueling performance of Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf
Grueling as in badly done, or as in emotionally draining?
Ooh, I should have tried that! I could have gotten in some quality puppy-belly-rubbing time....
I wouldn't be surprised if it was going at you because you smell like cats.
The latter. I think it was well-performed and faithful to the text, it was just painful to watch.