Mmm. Wife soup. I must've done good.

Wash ,'War Stories'


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.


quester - Apr 07, 2010 6:08:24 pm PDT #21603 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

We're going down into the 30s in Iowa tonight.


sarameg - Apr 07, 2010 6:09:38 pm PDT #21604 of 30001

and being worried for you.

Eep! I actually was rarely worried about my safety (most was uneasy, a few times) but mostly just freaking annoyed. Actual endangerment usually was the result of being intimately involved in drugs or crime.

While I do see more police copters (ah, the joys of living more in the center city, ) yeah, this is a different hood. I trust the residents in whole.

My policy of opening up the windows and setting up the exhaust fan once outside is cooler than in, and then shutting things up in the morning around 7 is working. Basically 75 upstairs, 73 down. This house maintains temps like WHOA. Have got to see about getting the house fan working, it'll suck the cool from the basement.


msbelle - Apr 07, 2010 6:10:27 pm PDT #21605 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

the giant fan in the ceiling is SCARY!


javachik - Apr 07, 2010 6:10:49 pm PDT #21606 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

Well the worry covered all sorts of things, not just crime. For instance, I worried about you worrying about your young neighbors, and their pets.


Maria - Apr 07, 2010 6:15:01 pm PDT #21607 of 30001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift

Really? [link]

I can't wait to see the latest installment of security theatre after this. DCA is my home airport. I'm traveling to/from there at least 2 times a month.


sarameg - Apr 07, 2010 6:24:53 pm PDT #21608 of 30001

the giant fan in the ceiling is SCARY!

If it gets working, it is AWESOME. This is its exhaust vent: [link] which is kinda awesome.

For instance, I worried about you worrying about your young neighbors, and their pets.

Yeah, well. I'm glad I got to know them. I've still got to bring Ms. Louise up here but she has a back injury that has her not able to do stairs yet. She's been in and out of hospital since I moved. I don't know if I mentioned it, but Nakia's daughter ...well, she died. ( Louise's great granddaughter Nakia was one I drove to prom. Oldest mother in their family, at 18.) Baby had an encephalitic condition (and there was no prenatal care,) made it to a few months longer than expected.


Lee - Apr 07, 2010 6:25:54 pm PDT #21609 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I'm on vacation!!!!!

Wheeee


javachik - Apr 07, 2010 6:26:03 pm PDT #21610 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

I don't know if I mentioned it, but Nakia's daughter ...well, she died.

No, you hadn't mentioned it. So very sad. RIP, Nakia's baby.


msbelle - Apr 07, 2010 6:28:53 pm PDT #21611 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

AMAZING!

do not believe it peoples. It is like the giant fan in Willy Wonka (original version) and if you visit sara, it will suck you up to the ceiling and EAT YOU!

I am having iced herb tea in an attempt to not sweat. I am violently opposed to turning on my AC in APRIL!


sarameg - Apr 07, 2010 6:33:04 pm PDT #21612 of 30001

I edited (because I was editing and screwed up the relations.)

Yeah, it sucks. I watched Nakia and Sean grow up, and...it was a sad city story. I don't know what has happened to Sean. He got a bit lost in the juvenile system. He was a crack baby, and...the sweetest thing with my cats. Even knocking on my door with his dubious friends to make them meet Mister Kitty. These thuggish kids whose language and posturing out front used to make me roll my eyes. But if I told them to pipe down, Sean got them to. And they became complete pussycats around my felines, and total gentlemen to me.

It's fucked up, man.