Acryllic toenails? Don't understand. But then I keep grooming pretty simple.
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.
you know all that stuff I wanted to do today? I slept. huh. guess my body needed it, but damn the house could have used some work too.
Was it here someone posted something from Snopes about Obama rumors vs. Bush rumors. Seemingly, during the eight years of Bush there were about half the number of rumors that Obama's gotten in less than two years and most of Bush's and very few of Obama's are true.
That's really interesting.
I think my feet are shrinking. Most of my shoes seem a little too big all of a sudden! That doesn't make any sense. Maybe it's just because I'm not wearing them all day?
It seems Salem has an exciting new street sweeping program that they didn't bother to publicize much.
The notice has been on display for months at the local planning office.
The notice has been on display for months at the local planning office.
But in the cellar...
I don't think I should have worn this outfit today. Every guy I pass is talking to me. It seems to have been of less note when I weighed a little more.
Aargh! I thought my boss had cancelled the ten o'clock! Good thing I went randomly anyway. Now to prep for the eleven. My meetings have more than doubled now.
The notice has been on display for months at the local planning office.
No doubt right next to the notice about the discontinuation of town robo-calling.
But in the cellar...
Is it behind the door that says Do Not Enter? Or was it a chemical spill? I think there were leopards involved.
The notice has been on display for months at the local planning office.
But in the cellar...
::snerk::
Tomato-basil tower. So gorgeous!
(Don't read the comments - who knew a tomato salad could start a political flame war?)
I dunno, it might all be worth it just for:
Last I checked this was 'supposely' a Democracy...
There’s no point in acting surprised about it. All the planning charts and demolition orders have been on display at your local planning department in Alpha Centauri for 50 of your Earth years, so you’ve had plenty of time to lodge any formal complaint and it’s far too late to start making a fuss about it now. … What do you mean you’ve never been to Alpha Centauri? Oh, for heaven’s sake, mankind, it’s only four light years away, you know. I’m sorry, but if you can’t be bothered to take an interest in local affairs, that’s your own lookout.