So why haven't you phoned your mom?
Does anybody mind if I pass out?
Willow ,'Beneath You'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Gudanov - Sep 01, 2009 9:48:26 am PDT #21501 of 30000
Coding and Sleeping
Barb - Sep 01, 2009 9:48:43 am PDT #21502 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
::thanks the gods and little fishes every. single. day. her mother is computer clueless::
Trudy Booth - Sep 01, 2009 9:49:37 am PDT #21503 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
She's light-skinned, at least
Well thank goodness for that?
StuntHusband - Sep 01, 2009 9:50:23 am PDT #21504 of 30000
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark
My mom is a Facebook friend. So are my sister and brother-in-law. And mom's partner, and most of her extended family.
I very carefully filter things. Some of my gay friends' discussions can raise MY eyebrows, much less a bunch of Nebraska-raised Catholic Irish straightfolk.
omnis_audis - Sep 01, 2009 10:05:09 am PDT #21505 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Interesting eptomology on Pumpernickel bread:
The Philologist Johann Christoph Adelung states about the Germanic origin of the word, in the vernacular, Pumpen was a New High German synonym for being flatulent, a word similar in meaning to the English "fart", and "Nickel" was a form of the name Nicholas, an appellation commonly associated with a goblin or devil (e.g., "Old Nick", a familiar name for Satan), or more generally for a malevolent spirit or demon. Cf. also the metal nickel, probably named for a demon that would "change" or contaminate valuable copper with this strange metal that was much harder to work. Hence, pumpernickel is described as the "devil's fart", a definition accepted by the Stopes International Language Database,[2] the publisher Random House,[3] and by some English language dictionaries, including the Merriam-Webster Dictionary.[4] The American Heritage Dictionary adds "so named from being hard to digest."
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Sep 01, 2009 10:08:45 am PDT #21506 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
So why haven't you phoned your mom?
I am a bad daughter. And she is Irish.
Ginger - Sep 01, 2009 10:50:43 am PDT #21507 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
::thanks the gods and little fishes every. single. day. her mother is computer clueless::
I try to remember this every time I do tech support for my family. No matter how many times I beat them with a cluestick, they still have no clue.
Vortex - Sep 01, 2009 10:51:53 am PDT #21508 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
My mother keeps talking about joining Facebook. She may not friend me, but if she does, I will lock that shit down like maximum security.
Polter-Cow - Sep 01, 2009 10:53:54 am PDT #21509 of 30000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
My mom has tried to friend me twice. My dad tried once too. And so did my aunt. I've added some of my cousins and given most of them limited profile status.
Barb - Sep 01, 2009 11:04:31 am PDT #21510 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
I try to remember this every time I do tech support for my family. No matter how many times I beat them with a cluestick, they still have no clue.
Every time I've upgraded to a new computer, my mother has tried to get my old one and I have to come up with some excuse as to why she cannot, under any circumstances, have it.
Because I am not going to be her 24/7 tech support. For God's sake, the woman would call me from Miami, to ask me what channel the FSU football games would be on.
"ESPN, Mom."
"What channel is that?"
"I have no idea Mom. You have cable, I have satellite."
So of course, she gets satellite. And still calls me to find out the channel.
"Mom, just check the program guide."
"But which satellite channel is Channel 10 on?" (One of the Miami network channels)
"I have no idea, Mom. The local stations are on different channels."
"Well, what channel is your ABC?"
"Channel twenty-five."
::silence for a moment::
"But that's not Channel 10."
"I didn't say it would be, did I? You asked for my ABC channel, I told you."
"Well, what good does that do me?"
Nope. No computer for her.
Not on my watch.