Wash: I didn't think you were one for rituals and such. Mal: I'm not, but it'll keep the others busy for a while. No reason to concern them with what's to be done.

'Bushwhacked'


Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam  

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 - Apr 28, 2009 2:58:05 am PDT #17034 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Fuck it, I'm wearing sandals to work. It's going to be 90, and I don't have any bandaids, and need them for my baby toes if I'm going to wear real shoes barefoot again. It's still April!!

And I just heard that you shouldn't go to the ER if you think you have swine flu, which makes sense -- you probably don't have it, but probably have some virus, and people in the ER don't need that.


sarameg - Apr 28, 2009 3:35:33 am PDT #17035 of 30000

I wanted to wear sandals but my toenails are a mess.

Up early again. We'll see how long this lasts. Would have been here @ 7:30, except I got here and remembered I'd forgotten MK's shot (routine is somewhat disrupted now. Will have to set an alarm for that) so raced back to do that. I love that if I hit all the lights right, commute is 5 minutes, otherwise 10.


Jessica - Apr 28, 2009 3:54:29 am PDT #17036 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

I wore sandals yesterday and my feet are cut to ribbons. So even though today will be even hotter I'm back in my regular work shoes with socks and blister pads underneath. Ow ow ow.


Theodosia - Apr 28, 2009 4:10:38 am PDT #17037 of 30000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

Sandals yesterday and the day before. My feet are surprisingly presentable, perhaps in part because I go barefoot every chance I have around the house, which actually seems to help air them out and keep them from rubbing badly. I have enough dry skin on my heels to keep a school of those nibbly fish in food for months, though.


Jesse - Apr 28, 2009 4:17:47 am PDT #17038 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I wore sandals yesterday and my feet are cut to ribbons. So even though today will be even hotter I'm back in my regular work shoes with socks and blister pads underneath. Ow ow ow.

I hate the transition to summer feet. Which is why I love these wedge slides that I really should retire -- no owies!


tommyrot - Apr 28, 2009 4:25:09 am PDT #17039 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

I dunno - I think the name is cool....

Felony Franks

Jim Andrews of Chicago is on a mission to open a chain of hot dog stands and hire ex-convicts to give them a new start in life. That’s a noble aim, but some neighbors object to the name he chose for the business. Felony Franks uses a hot dog behind bars as its logo.

2nd Ward Alderman Bob Fioretti likes the idea of employing ex-felons but hates the name.

He thinks the name and the sign glorify crime.

“Felony Franks? The home of the misdemeanor wiener? Food so good it’s criminal? You are actually in a sense elevating the life of crime here in our city and we cannot tolerate that.”

John Hunt, an ex-felon who lives several block away, agrees with the alderman.

“It’s a good thing if he’s going to hire ex-felons because… that’s a beautiful thing. But the name? He should change the name… Felony Franks is still making me feel like a felon.”


sarameg - Apr 28, 2009 4:29:20 am PDT #17040 of 30000

lisah, I hope you avoid any routes near an intersection with Lombard: [link]


tommyrot - Apr 28, 2009 4:29:50 am PDT #17041 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

For Jilli:

Adopt-a-Bat

Bat World has stories of bats in care that are injured, sick, or have been rescued from bad situations. Read about Van Gogh, who is missing an ear; Mr. Kitty, who was brought in by a cat; and Pongo, who became stuck on the wrong side of the ocean. Pictured is Bootsana, a fruit bat rejected by her mother. She loves her pacifier!

For the first 10 weeks of her life Bootsana carried a soft puppy nurser (her pacifier) in her mouth all the time and yelled whenever she dropped it. She continued to yell - almost brat-like - until someone placed it back into her mouth. At around 10 weeks of age she decided banana was better than a nurser, so solid food (which she also yelled for) was slowly introduced. Every day Bootsana was also given flapping exercises, as much as she enjoyed.

You can sponsor the care of these bats through their Adopt-a-Bat program.


lisah - Apr 28, 2009 4:55:52 am PDT #17042 of 30000
Punishingly Intricate

lisah, I hope you avoid any routes near an intersection with Lombard: [link]

oi there was no avoiding it. Traffic throughout Fells Point was even all snarled from it. Good thing I left work on time for once.

Glad to hear your new home feels homey, sara!

I hate the transition to summer feet.

I know! I wore sandals yesterday because it was just so freaking hot. Even though I failed to get the pedicure I'd scheduled on Saturday because I scheduled it not remembering that I had to have band practice Sat. afternoon. And then my guitarist was stuck in traffic on the NJ turnpike for 3+ hours and didn't get down in time for us to practice and I could have gone to pedicure appt. anyway. Dang it! And now no time to pedicure until um...two weeks from now or something. Anyway, even though we didn't practice and I didn't have pretty toes we still looked fab and rocked on Saturday. I'm still recovering. The heat isn't helping.

[link]


Jessica - Apr 28, 2009 5:01:22 am PDT #17043 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

I hate the transition to summer feet.

So very much. My feet will blister if you look at 'em sideways, and since my feet grew a half size after I had Dylan I have no sandals left that are really well broken in. BOO EARLY SUMMER.