I'm not the only one who read this as Dalek Center, right?
I think Hizzoner (the Honorable Richard J. Daley) might have minded being associated with Daleks! He was more along the lines of the Big Bad from The Pirate Planet.
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'm not the only one who read this as Dalek Center, right?
I think Hizzoner (the Honorable Richard J. Daley) might have minded being associated with Daleks! He was more along the lines of the Big Bad from The Pirate Planet.
Also, the Thompson Center looks more like a Dalek than the Daley Center
... and the Daley Center has the giant Picasso sculpture to protect it from Daleks.
ION, this is interesting: I Want To Ride My ($1,400, Dutch-Style) Bicycle
(By the way, I specifically sought out bikes in a style Europeans refer to as "step-through," and we here in the States refer to as "women's." Step-through bikes are much easier to elegantly mount and dismount, they allow you to stand up in comfort when at a stoplight, and they eliminate all risk of brutally racking your testicles. The fact is, that crossbar on men's bikes doesn't serve much purpose if you're not a performance rider.)
Do men in the US ride bikes like this?
The Poo Trap: An Alternative to Scooping Up After Your Dog
I’m afraid that this product is exactly what it looks like: a bracket that holds a stringed plastic bag while attached to your dog’s tail. At the expense of your dog’s sense of dignity, you get to avoid scooping up after him:
People invented many useful technologies to make people’s life easier. All these inventions (car is among one of them) are to make people’s life more convenient. With our “PooTrap”, no need to worry that dogs will cause environment pollution, and as dogs owners may know, actually it’s difficult to pick up poop.
as dogs owners may know, actually it’s difficult to pick up poop.
wtf? maybe if it's diarrhea.
Can't stop crying. Don't know why a work related NO is triggering an existential crisis. Maybe I just really need the catharsis. But I don't know what the f*** for.
Look at this!
It's a model ship taller than I am! The detail is stupendous! And it's a model of a painted, gilded Dutch ship of the line from the late 1600s. Lord, I want it.
Juliebird, pent up, supressed anger? That used to surprise me sometimes at my last job.
Don't know why a work related NO is triggering an existential crisis.
I think that's happened to me before.
pent up, suppressed anger?
Who, me? The queen of quietly drowning?
What's also killing me is that I can't even speak to explain myself. I'm sitting there with my index finger in the air waiting for the moment to pass, but it isn't, and a co-worker is putting words in my mouth about why I'm upset and I couldn't even interject to clarify. Because every time I opened my mouth more pathetic sobs tried to erupt.
And I've cut back on the barbiturates to an as-needed basis and forgotten them at work a couple of times, so I can't blame any side-effects on that (not that I've been using it long enough).
I think that's happened to me before
This too shall pass?