My dad still isn't thrilled when he hears me swear. He's always been pretty old-fashioned (part of the reason my parents split up--he didn't like it when she went to work full-time after all of us kids were in school). He was also really strict about us calling our aunts and uncles with the proper terms of address; it wasn't until after the divorce that Mom let us start calling her siblings by the first names alone like our cousins on that side did. In fact, when I was in my mid-20s, he scolded me for calling my great aunt by her first name when I asked my grandma how she was doing.

But, I do love him lots, for all of his reluctance to move into the 1970s, let alone the 21st century.

I love my dad to bits so long as we don't bring up Christianity and how I think it's f***ed up that he prioritizes church functions over valuable family time, especially now that we're all growed up and don't get to see each other as much. (his God sure seems to prefer broken homes over failure to proselytize /issues!)

And with that, I must bid adieu.

Good night!

I have to log off, too.

Sarameg, there are a lot of HVAC options available. You could probably get a dealer to run some numbers for you.

Sara, I am really excited for you. And totally understand the obsessing! Hell, I was like that just looking for the right place to rent. And Juliebird (at least I think it was Juliebird), the others are right; we're a desirable demographic for renters. With the economy the way it is, you've got a LOT of negotiating power. I bet you can cut the deposit in half and decrease the pet rent too. Go for it!

Signed, loves loves loves her new place!

Timelies all!

The other members of the concom are sick, so our meeting has been postponed. Oh, well.

Happy Daylight Saving Time, USians!

ION, Man rescued from latrine

An unidentified man was rescued from a waste tank under a rest stop bathroom on Highway 30 near Filer, Idaho on Thursday. He had climbed into the tank to look for his keys. Another driver found him and called emergency services. Police, firefighters, paramedics, and other emergency response personnel responded, and found the man up to his neck in sewage. They summoned highway maintenance department workers, who retrieved the man by opening an access port used to remove waste.

Turns out the keys were in his back pocket.

That's a bad day.

Why wouldn't you check your pockets first? Ugh.

My guess is he habitually puts them in his front pockets.

Sorta reminds me of the woman who was convinced her neighbor had stolen her keys. So she broke in and trashed her neighbor's house or burned it down or something. Then her boyfriend arrived and found her keys in her back pocket.

The moral is: Don't climb into the latrine or burn down someone's house before you check all your pockets.