So, in the evil ranking for colors of leather pants, what level of evil does a caramel-colored pair signify? I want to know if I should be worried about one of my fellow bus riders.
Anti-government/authority and rebellious, but caramel-coloured leather pant wearers will only shoot you if you shoot them first?
I often go to bed by 9:15. But then, it's only te last month or so that I have a better-then-even chance of not being woken up by a kid in the night. Also, I really like to sleep.
I'm about to go to bed right now, AIFG!
I usually get to be around 12 - 12:30. A little later if I don't turn off the TV before the Daily Show begins.
When I don't have theatre, I actually prefer to go to bed by 8:30 or 9 (remember my alarm goes off at 4:30 am), If I am not asleep by 10 or 10:30, I am in big trouble.
I am in bed right now, but I keep my bed in my livingroom (I got sick of falling asleep on the sofa, and I live alone. My bedroom is now a cat/laundry area.
Jilli, after checking the FAQ, I'm going to say caramel-colored is even less evil than brown, which is apparently only almost evil, so really hardly any evil at all...
That's a really cool photo, Tommy!
We seem to be having a wee bit of a wind storm, enough so that it was making my office windows creak and driving home was interesting.
I don't know Jesse. I'd say part of the evil of caramel coloured leather pants is that they seem benign, and would lure you into a false sense of safety.
The White House
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needs a puppy cam:
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Is it wrong that I like to see the Obamas not dressed up, and Michelle's hair kind of jacked?
From Life Magazine online, a 1960 photo of JFK, Hubert Humphrey, my grandfather and my dad. Hubert H. Humphrey; John F. Kennedy
Tommyrot, that is so cool! How did you find the pictures?
Hee. It's been a long time since we needed the leather pants taxonomy. I feel all nostalgic for my entry into fandom when I see it. Also, I feel I should be clear that I did not originate it, despite the byline, I only compiled it.
Being, then as now, possessing of an obsessive mind and the willingness to scroll through unending data in search of trivial details.
We're having a windstorm, too, which drew me outside in my inside pants (home sick again today) in an attempt to deduce and eliminate the cause of the thumping directly outside my bedroom window.