The Vancouver Winter Olympics has a fever, and the only prescription:
Saffron ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
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.
I did get another room right down the hall, and almost immediately went to sleep. Flight this morning went smoothly, and I'm waiting for my luggage and my husband.
Yay HOME.
Yay on new room, home and smooth flight.
Boo on the recent events leading up to it.
And now I have my bag. The small airport thing has its drawbacks, but the small part is nice. And the free wireless.
http://www.vancouver2010.com/store/new-arrivals/vancouver-2010-white-stick-cow-bell/prodOL5902.html
This one looks like some sort of "marital aid".
I have entered the Pit of Despair, AKA, Abby's room for a culling and cleaning and a vague hope of eventually finding the floor.
If y'all don't hear from me in a couple of hours, send help, preferably in the form of a Cabana Boy with froofy drinks and massage oil.
TOR has released a heartbreaking bit of short fiction: The Nostalgist
I have entered the Pit of Despair, AKA, Abby's room for a culling and cleaning and a vague hope of eventually finding the floor.
That sounds like my daughter's room. She was supposed to clean it up early this week, but she got sick. Maybe this weekend.
CJ has until school starts to take care of his room on his own. After that, it is me and a garbage bag. Mean mom, mean mom.
I love Xenu. From Wikipedia:
Xenu, also Xemu (pronounced /ˈziːnuː/[1][2][3]) was, according to Scientology founder and science fiction writer L. Ron Hubbard, the dictator of the "Galactic Confederacy" who, 75 million years ago, brought billions[4][5] of his people to Earth in DC-8-like spacecraft, stacked them around volcanoes and killed them using hydrogen bombs. Scientology holds that the essences of these many people remained, and that they form around people in modern times, causing them spiritual harm
Awesome! A stunning amount of not-sense-making. I never knew about the DC-8.
The appearance of these spacecraft would later be subconsciously expressed in the design of the Douglas DC-8, the only difference being: "the DC8 had fans, propellers on it and the space plane didn't."
Uh-huh. And what does it mean that the DC-8 was sorta' a copy of the 707?