A "vest" is a US tank top, right?
Vest: [link] . Generally refers to something you wear under your clothes. Not exclusively, though.
Funny thing about black and white. You mix it together and you get gray. And it doesn't matter how much white you try and put back in, you're never gonna get anything but gray.
Lilah ,'Destiny'
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.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Aug 08, 2009 12:01:49 am PDT #2738 of 30001
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Sophia Brooks - Aug 08, 2009 12:02:55 am PDT #2739 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
So what you call a vest, I call an undershirt. And everyone else calls a wifebeater.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Aug 08, 2009 12:23:29 am PDT #2740 of 30001
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
And everyone else calls a wifebeater.
Heh. Some things cross the language barrier.
Laura - Aug 08, 2009 3:39:12 am PDT #2741 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Seriously, weather gods are on The List. Only 40F when I got up this morning. Off to visit my niece and warm up in the car which has a more efficient heater than my house. Burrrrr.
Barb - Aug 08, 2009 4:33:45 am PDT #2742 of 30001
“Not dead yet!”
Only 40F when I got up this morning.
::whimpers::
What I wouldn't give for 40 degrees. I've started getting all the fall catalogs and I'm dying for sweaters and snuggly knit pants and heavyweight rugby shirts and wool socks.
Freakin' Florida weather.
Kat - Aug 08, 2009 4:46:26 am PDT #2743 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Laura, 40 degrees is BRRRRRR. At the cabin I assume?
Last night Polgara joined us for a baseball game. We had friends and family out in Rancho Cucamonga. SO FUN. I love minor league games, even though I hate baseball. I wish all pro sports had cheap minor league teams because minor league baseball is something I really enjoy. And not just for the quirky tshirts and cheap food and beer.
Okay I lie. Exactly for the quirky tshirts and cheap food and beer.
Theodosia - Aug 08, 2009 5:02:53 am PDT #2744 of 30001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
It was low 60s/high 50s last night, and I slept soundly with a blanket on top of me, the way God intended us to sleep!
tommyrot - Aug 08, 2009 5:39:48 am PDT #2745 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.
tommyrot - Aug 08, 2009 5:45:12 am PDT #2746 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.
Cute/Ridiculous Animal Thing Of The Day: Guinea Pig In A Bonnet (PICS)
Balbinka the Guinea Pig is adorable in her own right, but she's even cuter in a crocheted bonnet. She may not be able to top her brethren eating watermelon, but she's pretty darn cute.
sarameg - Aug 08, 2009 6:33:13 am PDT #2747 of 30001
I actually got into baseball and softball when my nanny-charges were in Little League. I think it's more fun lower levels.
Back from a walk to the farmer's market, where I got white peaches and white plums and a thai iced tea. Sadly, blueberry season seems over and I only have a couple handfuls left.
Walking over there reminded me that last night I dreamed of the hike to the Tiger's Nest. Or specifically, coming down. One of the feral beaglish dogs accompanied me all the way down and sometimes I'd get ahead of her and she'd scramble down to skip a switchback to catch up with me. See, I had this rhythm going and it was like flying. Long loping, rolling strides, sorta herringbone style, no jostling at all. I was flying and it was such a rush. It felt good and powerful, like my body was working exactly as it should, stretching to its limits, in this incredible spot in the world. I was there, all of me. And I was just flying.
And now I'm about to cry, I want that again so much. Damn. This is what I meant when I talked about decompressing. Finding little missing pieces.