(If I really wanted to be a geek, I'd use the Latin "Veni Veni Emmanuel" instead, but that'd just be obnoxious.)
not if you give it to a Buffista for Secret Santa
Big stop just to renew your license to companion. Can I use companion as a verb?
Wash ,'Ariel'
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.
Vortex - Oct 11, 2009 9:54:00 pm PDT #13425 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Kathy A - Oct 11, 2009 9:58:17 pm PDT #13426 of 30001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
Oooh, now there's an idea!!! And then I CAN be a geek!
Jesse - Oct 12, 2009 2:54:29 am PDT #13427 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
On the grading thing, we had a family friend who was a high school English teacher, and I remember being Shocked! and Appalled! when she said she takes a minute per paper. Of course, I occasionally finished one of those papers (not for her class, but equivalent) on the way into class, so.
msbelle - Oct 12, 2009 3:01:37 am PDT #13428 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
why on my days off do I end up being sickly. head full of snot and it is working way down into my chest during the night. fuckers. still I am scooting mac off to the YMCA (for his first time of holiday camp there, please oh please oh please no drama or trauma) and I WILL get some work down around the house.
Lee - Oct 12, 2009 3:44:28 am PDT #13429 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Good first days to Dana and quester,
OH! Happy first day to quester too! Somehow I missed that we had three people starting today.
Jessica - Oct 12, 2009 4:06:40 am PDT #13430 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
This afternoon, for the first time ever, I felt like a mom of twins. Noah was in Grace's crib. She is doing this headbanging thing that I don't love. And Noah looked at her and started doing it. She is laughing like crazy at him. I'm trying to get them both to stop. One would look at me, stop, and then look at the sibling, start laughing and do it again. Neither would listen.
This is the first thing today to make me smile.
Jesse - Oct 12, 2009 4:10:47 am PDT #13431 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Happy new jobs, y'all!
Lee - Oct 12, 2009 4:17:35 am PDT #13432 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Fingers crossed for you and the department, Jessica
tommyrot - Oct 12, 2009 4:19:20 am PDT #13433 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Good luck, Jessica!
tommyrot - Oct 12, 2009 4:26:50 am PDT #13434 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Huh. It's weird when an ex-coworker goes on to have a NYT article about him: A Barefoot Hippie Baker Is Now a Locavore Hero
I worked with this guy at Nature's Bakery (an organic whole-grain bakery cooperative) in Madison in '90-'91.
According to the baker, Americans’ wheat issues start on the farm. “The varieties of wheat grown in this country for industrial production are down to about five, so it’s all monoculture, chemicalized, no nutritional value,” said Ford, a serene, 43-year-old metalhead turned Deadhead who got his start as an accountant in a worker-owned Madison bakery. “The breeds are bred to stand up to abuse from the machines. We feed people this stuff that their bodies are not designed or adapted to eat. Of course they’re sensitive to it, and it’s not good for them and causes problems. And then we apply those standards to this?” he asked, gesturing to the tubs of dough around him, slowly rising to the beats of Black Star.