Neither soot nor tornado sound good.
We were just out at S's bookstore when the wind blew out a bunch of power transformers and the whole neighborhood went dark. But I'll take it over soot and tornadoes.
Xander ,'Showtime'
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.
Neither soot nor tornado sound good.
We were just out at S's bookstore when the wind blew out a bunch of power transformers and the whole neighborhood went dark. But I'll take it over soot and tornadoes.
There are squeeling pre-school girls chasing each other around the park. A squeel every 2 - 3 steps. Very funny to watch, but I cannot imagine living with that.
it may have info on their website
It's a nice mix of the old and traditional, with some newer and more modern stuff. Neat.
Happy birthday, sumi!
happy birthday sumi!
Happy Birthday, Sumi!
One of my classmates has several of those Despair Ware postcards up by his desk. (He also has a framed South Park picture. The picture of his wife is kind of crumpled and just taped to the wall, but the picture of the South Park kids gets a frame.)
Grammar question: I've been reading a few articles about Rahm Emanuel and his brothers. They have a younger sister, Shoshana, who their parents adopted as a baby when the brothers were teenagers. Several articles referred to her as their "adoptive sister." That just looks really weird to me -- shouldn't it be "adopted sister," if they've got to point out that she's adopted?
Edit: American Heritage Dictionary says usual usage is "adopted child" and "adoptive parents." No ruling on siblings.
How do I get rid of her?
You can play with the settings on your live feed to hear less news items about a certain person.
I love Facebook because it's so low maintenance. It's a nice way to stay in touch without having to read or write a lot.
This is me. I tried to convince a friend of this, because he's a notoriously crappy correspondent, but he wasn't buying.
I bought catnip while I was out this morning, and then couldn't figure out why the cats were going bananas over one of the bags I brought home. In the five minutes it took for me to go upstairs and change, Oz had the bag of catnip out of the bag and was running down the hall with it in his mouth. Both cats are now totally high and wrestling.