I had to prop it in place with a wooden spoon.
That happened to my bedroom window in Oak Park. I kept it propped open with some small boards until I finally called the maintenance guy, who just had to replace the ropes (it was a very old window!) in the window to keep it up.
Oh yeah, I'm sure there was a ton of politics I was missing, but I loved it anyway. I even read most of the random digressions (100 pages on the sewers, whee!)
Yeah, I love the encyclopediac writers. Thomas Mann, when one of his characters stops at a hotel, spends the rest of the chapter explaining the fundamentals of hotel keeping (as Thomas Mann understands them). But even though I love the digressions, I totally get that some people are tearing out their hair and screaming "get on with the farkin plot already!".
And don't forget Hawthorne's pages and pages of prison descriptions.
Famous skulls stolen from their graves: Mozart, Haydn, Descartes...
I thought Mozart was buried in a pauper's grave. How'd they find his body?
Liv and Owen had a fight with some soap this morning and Olivia lost. There was some crying and yelling (on everyone's parts). Liv's eyes are still puffy and red from the soap that got in them. I've flushed them out several times but her eyes still resemble Jim Breuer's.
If I have another morning like this, I'm going to start drinking as soon as I get out of bed.
If I have another morning like this, I'm going to start drinking as soon as I get out of bed.
It it wasn't for the fact that Child Services tends to frown upon such practices, I'd suggest feeding them the alcohol. Rumor has it that it quiets 'em down right quick.
(Says the woman whose mother allegedly once put a tot of brandy in her milk when she was about two and having a tantrum.)
Oh, boo, Cash. If it helps at all, I am about to go to the post office to mail your comic. Finally. Last week kinda sorta got away from me.
Liv's feeling better with a piece of chocolate and we're chilling on the sofa. The sun's coming out so we may go to the park before Owen comes home from school.
I'll check the mail, Jen! Thanks!
Boss just left for a week long business trip. Yeehaw