What could you land on in a railyard after a 125-foot fall that would result in no serious injuries?
The Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man?
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.
What could you land on in a railyard after a 125-foot fall that would result in no serious injuries?
The Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man?
railcar full of mattresses, railcar with the plastic cover stretched over it, boxes of cotton balls, pile of soft-fill sand....
...big pile of cardboard boxes, big piles of garbage bags full of soft stuff, produce stand....
And an awning.
Shipment of bubble wrap. What, it could happen?
Open topped cattle cars filled with giant squids?
At the rate we're going, I think we're going to have enough recipes for another Buffista cookbook, soon. I've bookmarked all the latke recipes. Yum!
The problem with that is that you end up with today's hodge-podge of things described as civil unions that vary wildly in what they actually mean and protect, and at the same time create the impression that the issue is resolved.
This is my worry. In France, religious marriages don't count in the state's eyes. Therefore, many people have two ceremonies, 1 at city hall, and 1 in a church. However, taking religion out of the equation hasn't meant that one can marry someone of the same sex. And, despite having "concubinage" (love that term!) laws on the books for yonks that allowed for registration of domestic partners, the battle for the PaCS (a type of civil union) was an ugly one, notably over the question of adoption, which ended up not being a right granted to couples that are "pacsé".
Seeing the same "What about the children?" issue come up here in the battle over Prop. 8 has made me very pessimistic that we will make any serious progress in achieving marriage equality anytime soon.
In happier news, I have achieved scarves! I finished the last of nine(!) last night and mailed the last few this morning.
Good morning buffistas!
I am about to jump into the shower but before I do I had to weigh in on the latest heady discussion. Latkes. When making latkes, you grate the potatoes. (No knuckles required, that's why god created the food processor.)
As for gay marriage, I have no issue with calling it marriage and, yes, transforming the long-standing meaning of the term. We did that a few decades ago to the term "citizen," changed it to include women too. World didn't come to an end then, it won't this time either.