poor Emmett! hope it's not the attack of the nauseating tomatoes.

poor Emmett! hope it's not the attack of the nauseating tomatoes.

It's safe to assume that he wasn't done in by vegetables.

Probably too much ice cream and rice krispie treats.

Well, he's got three hours to sort it out. If it's not food poisoning or a stomach virus he should be able to play.

I hope that's all it is.

David,

It's safe to assume that he wasn't done in by vegetables.

So ... pretty much a normal kid, right?

megameara cause I was actually working today (okay and snuck out to get new contacts)

But it isn't a contest for a prize. At least, it isn't supposed to be

I think that they would consider the nomination a prize.

It would have made them both look amazingly good if they defended each other against the lame bullshit. Would have made their party all the more appealling.

Amen. But, I think that it’s unrealistic to think that they would jump to each others’ defense when there was still a competition. Neither of them fueled the fire, but I think that it’s a bit much to expect them to do more that remain silent in the face of anything but outright lies.

In the end, though, aren't they both on the same side? The Democratic one?

Yes, in the end. But, we weren’t at the “end” until a few days ago. And as JZ said, they each wanted their supporters to vote for the other if they didn’t get the nomination. Of course, that’s easy to say when everyone thinks that they will win. Speaking of, has anyone heard of Hillary speaking up about her supporters saying that they will vote for McCain?

I know! The beginning of the primary race was so friendly and supportive and happy-making! Which is why it was SO disappointing when it turned ugly. Because it didn't have to be that way.

YES. I was so proud of the Democrats then. I’m not happy with the way it went, and to be honest, Hillary’s tactics turned me off, and were ultimately why I had a preference for Obama. (and I use the word preference very deliberately because while I didn't like it, it wouldn't have made me not vote for her)

I would totally do a punctuation mark. But a single word with punctuation seems like it would feel ungrammatical.

It would be okay if your word was a verb, though, right?

It's all whoa. K and I have a somewhat equitable breakdown that is mostly dependent on who has time off when. Things get tense around times when we both work full time.

There was just an article recently about how same-sex couples have more “equal” relationships, theoretically because there are no defined gender roles. I’ll see if I can find it.

Their target demographic is accustomed to going to the movies instead of the theater, and so the theaters started letting people bring refreshments in. It Bothers me greatly, but that's the current practice.

Yeah, people get upset at our theatre when we tell them that they can’t eat or drink in the theatre. This one asshole asked if we allowed drinks in the theatre. I told him”we only allow bottled water in a plastic bottle with a cap” Asshole holds up his water (which I think is a glass bottle) from 15 feet away and says “how about this” I said “I don’t know sir, is it water in a plastic bottle”. @@

I feel that people should dress nicely for airflight (or at least sensibly), but there a lot of people who resent being told that they shouldn't dress like they're in their own living room.

I am APPALLED at what some people wear to the theatre. I mean, I know it’s a matinee, but that doesn’t mean that shorts and flip flops are acceptable. One of our HMs (who also works full time at the theatre) wore jeans, flip flops, a cardigan and a tshirt to work one night. She said “I shouldn’t have to dress up more to HM than to go to work”. I refrained from comment.

When I travel, I always wear something that I wouldn’t be embarrassed to go to my meeting in. I once got to lead a meeting because my superior had worn shorts and a tshirt (Brew-Thru, for clarity) and our plane was late and our luggage got lost with the connecting flight. We arrived at 11PM, and had an 8AM briefing. We had to take documents as carry-on, so we had to check. I was wearing a pair of comfy black pants, loafers, a tank top, and a cardigan. I looked business casual at least, so my supervisor asked me to take point, while he lurked in the background.

When we were kids, we had to travel in “church clothes” Pain in the ass, but I guess that’s why I travel the way I do. Plus, you’re more likely to get upgrades, (continued...)

( continues...) better treatment, etc. if you’re dressed nicer.

So ... pretty much a normal kid, right?

Yes, but Emmett's more vocal than most in his anti-vegetable tirades.

In better vegetable news, I got the Starbucks Vegetable and Pesto dip since I didn't want a full lunch and it was just exactly what I wanted. The sugarsnap peas were sooooo cold and crisp. And the creamy pesto sauce was good enough that I even ate the celery.

I have one obscene t-shirt that I adore but (for this very reason) it is only worn to concerts and bars (and concealed in transit).

t sing-song

I know what the t-shirt sayyyyyyyyyyys

t /sing-song

“I shouldn’t have to dress up more to HM than to go to work”.

Yes, yes you should. You're client-facing, you should dress up. Or nicer, at least.

In re clothing, what REALLY ticks me off is when people turn up at my church (yes, it's a historic place in the guide books, but it's a high church Episcopalian service) wearing shorts, t-shirt/ crop top/ halter top, and flip-flops.

This summer, we're using another place for services while the church is being renovated ... which has seriously cut down on the tourist attendance.

In re clothing, what REALLY ticks me off is when people turn up at my church (yes, it's a historic place in the guide books, but it's a high church Episcopalian service) wearing shorts, t-shirt/ crop top/ halter top, and flip-flops.

St. Louis Cathedral.

I remember being horrified the first time I saw someone attending mass in shorts. Yes, it was summer in an unair-conditioned church on a late Saturday afternoon (and therefore a tad less formal feeling--the pastor rarely handled the Saturday masses, it was usually the associate pastor instead) in the late '70s, but still! My mom didn't even let me get away with jeans until I was in college, unless we were going to St. Mary Nativity downtown. (StMN was notorious for being the "obligation" church--you were in and out in 25 minutes, so dressing down was rather standard there.)