Trying for a hat trick....
I know Nilly and possibly Shir have talked before about the popularity of cell phones in Isreal. I'm currently watching a show about Biblical relics on National Geographic, and they just showed a brief clip of a man praying at the Western Wall.
In the middle of his praying, he gets a call on his cell phone. Without missing a beat in his prayer, he pulls the phone out of his breast pocket just to see who's calling, (presumably) sends the call to voice mail, and pops the phone back into his pocket.
I don't know why, but I found that very amusing.
Maybe tomorrow I'll eat a sandwich. Living on the edge, I tell you what.
You're living life in the fast lane, Tep.
Maybe tomorrow I'll eat a sandwich. Living on the edge, I tell you what.
You're living life in the fast lane, Tep.
It's the glamorous life, I'll tell you what.
You're living life in the fast lane, Tep.
The English radical John Wilkes agrees! He had a long-standing rivalry with John Montagu, Earl of Sandwich and fellow member of the Hellfire Club. Their antagonism included the following exchange:
Earl of Sandwich: "Sir, I do not know whether you will die on the gallows or of the pox."
Wilkes: "That, sir, depends on whether I embrace your principles or your mistress."
I don't know how many times I've read that exchange, and it's never not completely satisfying. That's an oh, snap! that will surely ring its sneering way down unto the ages of ages.
B.org ate my post!
I was saying that I'm late to the height thing but I'm 5'8" (ish) and SLNRLBF is 5'5".
It's cold today here, but should warm up to 77 for Christmas day.
That's an oh, snap! that will surely ring its sneering way down unto the ages of ages.
Up there with Dorothy Parker and Winston Churchill's greatest snaps.
5'8. And a short one at that. Hec might be the only person ever to estimate me taller than fact. Short for a tall person, I am. The guys I've been with vary from my height to 6'6. Really tall makes me drool by reflex, but in reality I've never chosen a tall guy over (ahem) a shorter one.
I noticed at a recent party one guy brought a woman that really looked like his ex wife. I can't help it--that stuff creeps me out. The guys I've been with look so different it's laughable. God bless Benetton. One guy I know was so hung up on one of his exes he only went for women that looked like her or were related to her (he found ringers that looked more like her than anyone in her family did). MOVE ON.
I guess people have their types (I don't, in the end), but there are types and then there are dopplegangers.
Oh! Perkins! Got pies! Now that I've opened the first box I need to finish it before I leave early Wednesday.
I'm going off the meds that made me gain weight, but that mightn't make a difference if people are this nice to me.
