Thanks! Maybe Sunday?
Sweetie, we're crooks. If everything were right, we'd be in jail.
Wash ,'Serenity'
Natter 62: The 62nd Natter
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.
Jesse - Dec 19, 2008 9:27:13 am PST #7035 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
msbelle - Dec 19, 2008 9:29:50 am PST #7036 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
that would work. I will let you know if we go to church or if we'll be homebound all day.
Tom Scola - Dec 19, 2008 9:30:38 am PST #7037 of 10002
hwæt
aurelia - Dec 19, 2008 9:39:16 am PST #7038 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
amych - Dec 19, 2008 9:40:58 am PST #7039 of 10002
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Can a pardon precede a conviction?
It worked for Nixon.
Sparky1 - Dec 19, 2008 9:45:21 am PST #7040 of 10002
Librarian Warlord
Can a pardon precede a conviction?
Yes. What can't happen: The President can't give you a pardon for an offense you haven't yet committed.
Tom Scola - Dec 19, 2008 9:46:51 am PST #7041 of 10002
hwæt
If people are pardoned, then they wouldn't be subject to the Fifth Amendment, and therefore could be compelled to testify under oath, right?
aurelia - Dec 19, 2008 9:50:40 am PST #7042 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Hm. Interesting.
Calli - Dec 19, 2008 9:50:58 am PST #7043 of 10002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Tonight: grocery shopping and wrapping
Tomorrow: baking and wrapping
Sunday: party and probably more baking
Which reminds me, I need to pick up Pillsbury pie crusts when I go shopping tonight.
Holy moly, a wasp the size of my middle finger just flew into my office window! Where's a good ice storm when you need it?
Sue - Dec 19, 2008 9:51:43 am PST #7044 of 10002
hip deep in pie
Weekend, watch Christmas Story with people who have never seen it. Get lobster.
Tomorrow: run around like a chicken with my head cut off. FLy home. Sunday: Possibly collapse.
Relatedly, I seem to have deleted the email with all my flight information, which is making trying to make plans for tomorrow difficult, since I don't know which of two possible flights is the one I'm booked on! I have a copy at home, so I am not in a total panic, but I am tried and annoyed at myself.