Oh Christ. Kage Baker has incurable cancer. A year at most, probably a lot less. [link]
'Shindig'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I can really only enjoy Skyline Chilli over French fries. It's sort of blasphemous but you do what you have to to get along.
L&O has totally awakened feelings in me it's not going to satisfy in a timely fashion. Bastards. They better not cancel it before I get what I want.
Frickin' NBC. Always cancelling shows before they have a chance to prove themselves!
Always cancelling shows before they have a chance to prove themselves!
They can't start intimating stuff now that they can't pay up on. It's just not fair. And they're totally the not do that show.
Ah, early morning, how I loathe you. I also loathe that sinking realisation that consciousness is coming, therefore the Nathan Fillion dream is going.
Timelies all!
G had to get up at stupid o'clock to catch a plane, and a certain furry critter was very insistent at the door, so I am up. Today I run errands.(Mostly enjoyable stuff - library, comic book store)
I saw someone buying a box labeled "Skyline Chili" at a local (NC) grocery store (no idea how it compares to the real thing). I knew we had a lot of Midwest immigrants around here, but I didn't know the Cincinnatians had reached critical mass.
That cuisine was all about the pierogies and gnocchi and spatzle mmm.
Oh my. Liese has made me hungry.
More from Gawker on Yele: [link]
I need to schedule a visit to my salon, but I don't know what I want to do with my hair this time.
And don't forget the sunglasses.
Actually this looks a little like you.
Nothing like getting up at 5AM to make a 6:30 flight while fighting off an allergy attack, finding a ridiculously long line at security, hearing them begin boarding the plane while you're still in line, realizing on the plane that your iPod won't turn on, and receiving a message when you land that some dipshit has tried to charge $1600 of merchandise, plus some fucking membership to match.com, on your credit card.