we'd only take one or two pieces.
Honest!
Dawn: You're not fleeing. You're... moving at a brisk pace. Buffy: Quaintly referred to in some cultures as the Big Scaredy Run Away.
'Touched'
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.
Lee - Aug 13, 2009 8:29:03 pm PDT #3771 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
DavidS - Aug 13, 2009 9:16:29 pm PDT #3772 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
So, the good thing is Jen K. is in San Francisco with her cool boyfriend Matt.
And I took them (and Matilda) to Japantown which is near their apartment and showed them where the cool cheap housewares were.
And then I drove them back to my house and got into a dispute with somebody about a parking spot. Whatev.
Came in, fed them, drove them home and...guess what I've got a flat tire.
With a screw screwed directly into the front tire.
I guess it could have nothing to do with the raving idiot who thinks that because he was across the fucking street he had dibs on a parking spot. But the screw is right in the middle of the tire and flush with the tread. I don't know. Could have been a random screw yet Occam's Razor suggests not.
And I'm thinking, "Really, douchenozzle? For a parking spot you want me to have a blowout on the freeway with my two year old?"
Elapsed time for tire change, with mucho assistance from Matt: 13 minutes.
sarameg - Aug 14, 2009 3:24:55 am PDT #3773 of 30001
I think the neighbor is reroofing. Only explanation for the noise this morning. At least I was up before they got there?
Now want to heartily apologize for when my reroofing happened, even if I didn't own it at the time.
Time to meeting. How I wish I had a laptop.
Jessica - Aug 14, 2009 3:48:23 am PDT #3774 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
And I'm thinking, "Really, douchenozzle? For a parking spot you want me to have a blowout on the freeway with my two year old?"
Stab stab stabby stab!
Cashmere - Aug 14, 2009 4:01:05 am PDT #3775 of 30001
Now tagless for your comfort.
The Whole Foods guy has finaly convinced me to cancel my subscription to the WSJ.
Hec, I'm thinking stabby thoughts in pyscho guy's direction.
We'rew having the blueberry muffins I made last night right now. I wish I had coffee.
Frankenbuddha - Aug 14, 2009 4:09:51 am PDT #3776 of 30001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
In other "get your rage on" news, the Senate pulled the end-of-life provision from the health bill: [link]
It's still in the House bill - not sure what that means in the scheme of things.
msbelle - Aug 14, 2009 4:13:41 am PDT #3777 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
night passed without incident.
heat treatment takes a few hours and wow does the room get warm, but I wore treated shoes to work today, ah peace of mind.
I want to do a ton of stuff in the house this weekend: treat in all places Pest Control did not, move some things to storage room, treat and bag 2-3 dry clean outfits, treat and bag 4-5 pairs of shoes, treat and bag all mac's back-to-school things.
I think the heat treatment of things might be doable and I can definately move shoe things to storage, but I still need a respirator to do dust treatment and I don't think I can swing getting one...unless I go at lunch today - that might just work.
Aims - Aug 14, 2009 4:34:30 am PDT #3778 of 30001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
HEC!! I forgot to tell you!! I am the new Director of T-Ball Division for our little league!!
t preens just abit cause I'm sooper geeked!
Lee - Aug 14, 2009 4:52:52 am PDT #3779 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
It's FRIDAY!
billytea - Aug 14, 2009 4:54:38 am PDT #3780 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
It's FRIDAY!
For five more minutes.