More people identify as "Texan" than Manx. Huh.

Well, the last native speaker of Manx died in 1974.

Barb, I like the burgundy skirt, or the purple outfit on you. I do, however, think that perhaps a white or oyster colored top would not be my personal choice if I were dressing you, as far as making your coloring its most lovely. If you do go with a neutral top, wear some earrings with color. Turquoise or garnet would, I think, be lovely.

(I like the burgundy skirt. A LOT.) With strappy gold sandals and a hot burgundy toe polish, with a good amount of gold in it. Delish.)

I can't believe someone who dictate someone else's self-id'd ethnicity, ita. I had students fill out stuff all the time as a high school teacher, and what they put down was their business. You look totally white to me? Go ahead, and put Black & Asian down. I don't know your business. And there's been enough times I thought X about a student's ethnicity, and further along in the school year, they'd pop out a "But my mom/dad is Filipino/Black/Puerto Rican/French/Kenyan/White" and I'd be all "Huh. Never woulda guessed. Get on witcha bad multiethnic self, kiddo!"

I think that either ethnicities are not as easy to tell by looks as some people think, or people just aren't as good at it as they think they are. I've been asked "Are you _____?" for just about every ethnicity that's not usually blond. (Most recently, random guy on the street, who also had ethnically-ambiguous looks, came up to me and asked, "Where are your people from? They ain't from this country, are they?")

I got asked if I was French all the time in London. I do not think I look particularly French at all! Perhaps it was my air of degage ennuistiphication?! Heh.

When I was living in Philly, I got picked for English most of the time. Scottish a few times, and on one occasion, Welsh. I had one guy spend an entire dinner listening to me and an actual English person, and still claim he couldn't tell our accents apart.

Somebody from a number I don`t know just called me at 2 in the morning. WTF? I ignored it. But now I`m freaking out with the middle of the night call adrenaline. They would have left a message if it were actually someone I knew and an emergency, right? Worst part was I was just getting to sleep. I`m always up amped after a gig. Like I haven`t been having enough sleep problems anyway. With my body clock the way it is I`m due to wake up in another two hours anyway. Why can`t I sleep like normal people?

So I know you were all waiting with bated breath to see what happened next...oh, no you weren`t because you are all asleep! Anyway, they called back. So I picked up. Somebody very young but polite enough when I informed them they might have the wrong number. But now I am so wide awake, for serious, you all. When will people wake up to talk to me?

I pretty much never stick my head out of the Gaming thread because every other thread either moves too fast or it's on something I don't know about, but Natter called to me tonight.

Hello Liese! Perhaps we can benefit from each others' insomnia!

Just gave the cat his 4 am feeding .

Got up ,all ready to go and I tripped over the cat buffet. so the said "yay snack time" and decided to eat. which - yay , that is the point of this assisted feeding. but seriously , at 4 am I have no idea what to do .I'm not waiting an hour to feed him stuff down the tube. gotta call the vet on monday.

So this is my life at 4am