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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.


tommyrot - Jul 18, 2009 5:07:40 pm PDT #29823 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.

Bah. If I'd had my phone with me I would have called 911. A couple was fighting outside. What made it especially bad was there was also a screaming baby in a stroller. At one point the guy grabbed the woman and she was screaming to let her go. Then he grabbed the stroller and she was screaming for him to let go of the stroller.

I saw some other people watching - they had already called the cops. Apparently they were punching each other before I got there.


Sophia Brooks - Jul 18, 2009 5:10:33 pm PDT #29824 of 30000
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

Perhaps you should buy a medium sized suitcase if you can't lift the big one? Otherwise, take the biggest one you can lug yourself, I think!

I don't min living that close to my mother, because unless I abandon her to an ice flow or she dies right now, I am eventually, as an only child, going to have some responsibility toward her as she ages and right now it is stressing me out that she is so alone and I have no car. I need her hearer to me and my friend Maria's family, so we can be all one big family.

I am also a little freaked out because I went to a college friends big picnic today, and her husband's mother, who is exactly the same age as my mom, had a heart attack on the way there!


Jesse - Jul 18, 2009 5:11:33 pm PDT #29825 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Yikes, that would freak one out! I would imagine no future housing costs would be appealling...


tommyrot - Jul 18, 2009 5:15:32 pm PDT #29826 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.

Awesome claymation music video: [link]

Very violent, in an homage-to-evil-dead way.

ION, two internet memes that go great together on a t-shirt: Three Keyboard Cat Moon


Trudy Booth - Jul 18, 2009 5:17:23 pm PDT #29827 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

I could pay the mortgage instead of rent. She could pay the down payment with the proceeds from her house sale, and then not pay rent.

Like Jesse said, I think that would be a selling point -- no future housing costs is pretty sweet.


beth b - Jul 18, 2009 5:17:34 pm PDT #29828 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Actually sounds like a good idea, sophia.

I have been watching Lady GaGa videos. It is possible she has talent , but it is hard to see when I can name her influences as I watch a video.


tommyrot - Jul 18, 2009 5:19:49 pm PDT #29829 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.

Darth MC Hammer


Dana - Jul 18, 2009 5:20:07 pm PDT #29830 of 30000
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."

The small one is a carry-on. The big one is very big, but it has wheels, and I can carry it, especially if it's not packed full.

Let me remind you all that I am traveling (mostly) FIRST CLASS, so I will be checking my suitcase.

I know, the big one makes sense. I just like being smug.


Jesse - Jul 18, 2009 5:21:26 pm PDT #29831 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Oh yeah, I forgot about the three free bags! Bring them both!

Sophia, did you see my note to you in Movies that Matthew Gray Gubler is in (500) Days of Summer?


Juliebird - Jul 18, 2009 5:27:10 pm PDT #29832 of 30000
I am the fly who dreams of the spider

Sort of painted the dining room. And by sort of, I mean that my GF was "helping" and I didn't realize how much she sucked at painting. I think I am going to have to sand down a lot of the blobs and drips tomorrow. Still, good to see her.

I kept trying to get her to quit painting, going so far as to hammer the lid back on the paint cans and crack open a beer and tell her I'd had enough. She screwed up so many things that I didn't realize were screw-uppable. It was rather the comedy of errors, and after showing her the correct way to do something for the fifth time, I gave up, as I was feeling like an ass.

If anyone needs material for a sitcom, lemme know.

The best bit was when I poppped the top off the paint can and poured a bit into the roller tray, then loosely put the lid back on so the paint wouldn't dry and I'd be able to pour more later. She picked up the can and began reading the label, tilting it back ever so dangerously. (Amazingly the lid stayed on long enough for me to notice and freak).

But beyond poor technique, I was quite horrified to see that all the brushes she had used had paint not just a third past the tip of the bristles, not just up to the end of the bristles, but an inch past the bristles and on the metal cuff! Brush abuse! Brush abuse!

Next time will be playing with the cats, drinking, and watching Nu Who.