>Yeah, she's another aspiring writer that I know from both local events and Regency circles. My guess is that she's got your name confused with some writer or other.

I guessed she was a writer, I just couldn't figure out what would make me interesting to her. Hard to imagine mistaking my name for another's, but maybe she knows another Norah.

is the fabric itself stiff or is it fused to a stiffer interfacing

I think it's the fabric itself. I'll make sure to fondle it when I go home.

I googled the belt (lots of hits, weirdly) to see if I could find a explicit note, and found suggestions of how to wear it amongst other things. Maybe more pics will give you more info.

As I was googling my wardrobe, I was also googling my lunch and ordering a pickup at campusfood.com. If it were possible I'd be checking with the nearest pharmacy to see if they have my meds in stock, but NSM with the online possibility.

Dammit. Why not?

Have other people seen ads for The FitFlop? I'm both baffled and impressed that they're getting away with the fitness claims. I mean, I'm sure if you walk around in them enough, you will start to see health benefits, but that's because you're walking around a lot.

Also, WHY WHY WHY THIS INEXORABLE SPREAD OF UGG/FLIP-FLOP HYBRIDS? WHY?

the fitness claims seem a bit much. Most people seem to only be saying that they have decreased leg or back pain and that seems more resopnable, especially if they were wearing flip flops with no support. I hate things between my toes though.

Where Do Homosexuals Get All Their Energy?

I know what you're saying: Brandon, you're just perpetuating the stereotype that homosexuals are superhuman. That is totally not true. All I'm saying is, with their boundless energy and talents, they make us straight guys look bad.

Just look at the way they dress. They must get up bright and early just to figure out how to match their homosexual outfits. They do this, plus take the time to have a nice, hot morning bath. And they eat, too. Homosexuals know that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. By 8 a.m., they are out the door, fully rested and raring to go.

Flip flops with support to make extended wear more comfortable is a great idea! The rest of it is a bunch of bullshit.

Okay, off to get my .. my .. damn, I forget what I'm having for lunch. The internet promotes this, doesn't it?

Those fit-flops pretty much look like Birkenstocks to me. With the little toe ridges. Except uglier.

I actually have the plain-old fit flops -- they're nice and squishy and my plantar fasciitis loves them, as do my flat feet. They have not reduced my butt size, though.

OK, here's irrefutable evidence that the "good old days" really were better:

When the Times of London reported in 1837 on two University of Paris law profs dueling with swords, the dispute wasn't over the fine points of the Napoleonic Code. It was over the point-virgule: the semicolon. "The one who contended that the passage in question ought to be concluded by a semicolon was wounded in the arm," noted the Times. "His adversary maintained that it should be a colon."

Has modern life killed the semicolon?