'Objects In Space'
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.
Then this morning in the car on the way to school:
Jack: We're a big bad motorcycle gang! I'm gonna get a BLACK motorcycle!
Zoe: I'm gonna get a PINK motorcycle!
Jack: What kind of motorcycle you gonna get, Mommy?
Mommy: I don't know, Jack - what kind should I get?
Zoe: You should get pink like me!
Jack: NO!! Mommy gonna get a BLACK motorcycle. She don't like a PINK motorcycle. Daddy can get a pink motorcycle like you, Zoe.
Zoe: Yeah, Daddy gonna get a PINK one like me!
It's not a bustle, tommyrot. I'd call it a padded hip, because the bust is padded the same way. It's an intriguing engineering project, all those curving rows of stitching--like looking at agriscaping from the air.
Happy birthday, tommyrot!
Still coughing. My upper-respiratory system aches. I'm thinking soup for lunch.
Also from Fabulon - How come I've never seen this picture before?
John and Yoko Lennon with Andy Warhol. John has his hand on Andy's crotch, and Andy has one hand on John's crotch and the other on Yoko's boob.
Andy looks very happy.
Jack and Zoe are awesomely entertaining. The thing I love most about little kids who can talk is how logical they are, lining up the information they have and deducing conclusions. They're sometimes remarkably logical--well, except for that not having all the necessary information thing.
I might call those hip things panniers? [link]
Closer to panniers, which are stuffed and padded, than bustle, which is draped over a frame or structure.
My junior colleague just got approval from her new co-op board. I cannot believe she is buying an apartment! Well, knowing what I do about her salary, her parents must be mostly buying it, because seriously.
Sometimes I am sad that my parents aren't rich.