Topic!Cindy in Natter:

My voting plans are as follows:

1) Vote early in-person at town hall for our state primary (for US Senate, not POTUS) on August 22nd (election is September 1)

) Request a mail-in ballot for the general election, and drop it off in person on the first day of in-person early voting

2a) If I don't receive a mail-in ballot, or if something else changes for the worse, I will vote early, in-person.

2b) If something else changes for the worse, my family has instructions to dress up my debilitated body or actual corpse and make me/it vote in person, on election day, Weekend at Bernie's style.

Parenting, Natter-style:

Hec: Matilda is parked in front of her computer for her first class of high school: Ethnic Studies with Ms. Elfland.

She shooed me off when I came back from my run bringing her a hot chocolate and mechanical pencils. Clearly I am not to be on camera. Only a hand that brings cocoa.

Toddson: As long as she doesn't take to saying, "thank you thing."

Atropa: No, that's exactly what she should do.

NoiseDesign in Natter:

Toddlers and college students, the two populations most likely to have their tongues in places they probably should not.

Sophia, in Natter:

I know I am beating a dead horse and preaching to the choir, but the anger of some people scares me.

(Not a funny post, at all, but the visual is priceless)

In Streaming: There goes the weekend

Matt the Bruins fan: At his best, RDJ was more of a Slim Jim than beefcake.

Zenkitty: Them's good eatin'

Natter:

Jesse: PS: I am bringing back dag

Steph L: You're the bee's knees, Jesse

-t: Streets ahead, Tep

Jesse: Word up!

Sue in Natter, on living in an area with few covid cases:

I guess there's something to be said for being small, remote and the economic centre of absolutely nothing.

-t in Natter, historical context be damned

Leeches: stand back and stand by

In Natter, Steph L.

Even if we take as given that Donald Trump's baseline level of health isn't robust, I am stunned that he got Covid while my father, who is a walking medical journal with about 80 billion diseases AND works at a grocery store, still doesn't have it. I really thought my dad would have Covid by summertime. But as far as we know, he's still fine (or at the very least, aymptomatic), and Trump is not. Blows my tiny little mind.

(I'm not really being nice to Trump, here; I'm just shit-talking my dad.)

Jessica, in Bitches:

I'm mid S7 in my BtVS rewatch-with-teenager and with a sample size of Just Spike I conclude that bleached hair grows roots when vampires are sad or tired.