ita, is this silver enough: [link]
'War Stories'
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.
The Leviticus prohibitions can be ignored because of all the other rules that are no longer enforced,
People still quote them all the time, though! Even though Jesus said we didn't have to follow all the old laws anymore! (Opening the door for shrimp at office parties and the Reuben sandwich, among so many other things....) I have no need to follow Paul, so maybe I just ignore him.
Guh.
[edit: Guh was in response to Clooney, not shrimp. Although shrimps are delicious too. Just not Clooney levels of tasty.]
I have lobster! in my fridge! They are already dead, thank god.
I had a horrible moment when I realized that I was going to have to take them out of the box because I couldn't stick the whole thing in the freezer if my parents wanted them for supper tomorrow. Then I realized I could just take the frozen peas (how they get around the liquid restrictions on flights) out of the box, stick the box in the fridge and put the peas in the freezer. No lobster touching required.
I have lobster! in my fridge! They are already dead, thank god.
Heh. That reminds me of a night a few years ago, when I was working at a summer program in Baltimore.
I went into the staff dorm common room, and found out that a bunch of the other staff had gone and bought a bag of live crabs, figuring that eating crabs was something they should do in Baltimore. I didn't really feel like being around for the killing of the crabs, so I went back into my room and read for a while. After a bit, I was getting bored, so I went back to the common room. Two of the biology teachers were testing the reflexes of the crabs, which were all still alive. I rolled my eyes and left again.
About an hour later, I went back. The crabs: still alive. The staff: drunk. It was getting late, and I went to bed.
I found out the next morning that none of them actually knew how to cook crabs. They thought you had to kill them before steaming them. They had killed them by stabbing them with the end of a wire coat hanger.
I did laundry and I totally lost a sock. I even went down and checked the washer and dryer and the house and no sock. It wasn't a special sock or anything, but after the week I've had I LOST A GODDAMNED SOCK.
I may be bit tightly wound.
Morgan: [link]
He was on my list! (Yes, I already have a list going of people to look for when I get home)
have no need to follow Paul, so maybe I just ignore him.
But if you're debating people who think Paul was right, a good response is useful.
In other odd naming news [link]
Last month the Court of Cassation Italy's highest appeal Court banned a couple from naming their son Friday - Venerdi - because the name "could expose the boy to ridicule".
The court said the name was derived from the manservant in Daniel Defoe's novel Robinson Crusoe, and was therefore associated with "subservience and inferiority". The judges ordered the boy to be renamed Gregorio, after the saint's day on which he was born.
I've heard before of government authorities in European countries telling parents that they can't use a particular name, but I've never heard of them mandating an alternative before.