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Spike ,'Showtime'


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.


sarameg - Jan 31, 2009 7:07:27 am PST #4426 of 30000

Motor Vehicle Administration. Had to go do an emissions test.


Allyson - Jan 31, 2009 7:09:24 am PST #4427 of 30000
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

Kristen and I have very different dog-raising disciplines.

Kristen has purchased a doggie car seat and several dog training books. She watches the Dog Whisperer faithfully.

My approach is more like, "Whatever. She's a dog. She poops a lot."


§ ita § - Jan 31, 2009 7:09:29 am PST #4428 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Motor Vehicle Administration. Had to go do an emissions test

Oh, me too. But I did mine at a gas station.


Jesse - Jan 31, 2009 7:16:46 am PST #4429 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Now that I think about it, I think I went to Target during the Super Bowl last year, in hopes that it wouldn't be crowded. Sadly for me, it didn't work out that way.


Sophia Brooks - Jan 31, 2009 7:20:34 am PST #4430 of 30000
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

Doggie car seat! That seems really cute.

Does anyone know something good to do with chicken leg quarters? Last time I threw them in some crock pot lentil stew and they were good, but they got slimy and tendony. Maybe cutting them apart is the answer?


Theodosia - Jan 31, 2009 7:21:24 am PST #4431 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"

I wish I could find somebody local who wants to go to IKEA or Old Sturbridge Village with me tomorrow, because they're both likely to be deserted....


msbelle - Jan 31, 2009 7:49:34 am PST #4432 of 30000
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Actually target is not so bad, at least not yet.


Scrappy - Jan 31, 2009 8:16:43 am PST #4433 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

We are replacing our vanity top in the bathroom today! The one there is one of those plastic fake-marble ones which has lots of chips and stains and I have wanted to replace it since we moved in. The bathroom has dark beige tiles, and the woodwork is all a warm off-white, so it's hard to find something to match. We went to Lowe's last night and after much waffling bought this one: [link] a granite top which has brown, gold and cream flecks, with a white sink. I hope it looks good and I REALLY hope we can install it with no mistakes.


Hil R. - Jan 31, 2009 8:33:43 am PST #4434 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Interesting. This article about the octuplets mentions the mother's name. [link] Haven't seen that anywhere in mainstream media before. And it's weirdly buried way down in the middle of the article. (It's actually not that difficult to find. I got curious yesterday, since it seemed weird that they were releasing the grandmother's name but not the mother's name, and it took less than a minute on whitepages.com to figure it out.) The grandmother seems to be talking to the press a lot, though. She said that she's not going to help take care of the kids anymore.


Barb - Jan 31, 2009 8:39:05 am PST #4435 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

The CBS article I read, Hil, said that the grandparents had released the mother's name to the AP, so a lot more details are emerging.

And you're right-- the grandmother seems really ticked off.

The more that emerges about this, the more... weird it gets, for lack of a better word.

Perverse as I am, the thing that's struck me most forcefully is that this woman a) has, according to her mother, had an obsession with having kids since she was a teenager and b) was working towards a Master's in counseling after a Bachelor's in child and adolescent development.

Maybe it's the writer brain going strange places, but it has an almost Frankenstein feel to it.