Cash, quick heal-ma to your mom. flea, glad you're safe home, after all the meshugges. Loki...well you can't help if you act your name, now can you. msbelle, may the power of brown and fluevog avail you of success.
Buffy ,'End of Days'
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'm post-er-riffic right now, but Facebook cracks me up! I am "friends" with my students, and I just discovered that my student wore an evening dress from the costume shop to her senior ball. I could care less, frankly, but I really hope she had it drycleaned before putting it back. My costume teacher would have had a FIT.
Epstein? Washington?
IN THE GIANT FAN!!! Mwahahaha.
I think I just got that you were suggesting he was in the house fan that scares you. Me=slow. And he can't get up there!
Man, I need to put in a call to get that checked out. I could really use the shit out of that thing.
That one guy? Who isn't Kotter or barbarino? Does he/she mean Horshack?
Freddie Boom Boom Washington, obviously.
A lovely time was had with the Industries, Martin friend-of-industry, Calli, and smonster, although it's crazy to think I hadn't seen Cor in person in something close to a decade.
So sorry about Frank, lisah.
Yeah. Although I think I found what I wanted-- the Monteleone.
Carousel bar!
Dinner was lovely, and the industrial friend's name is Martin iirc. I foresee Ms. Industries and amyth and I having looong sustainability gabfests.
Lisah, so sorry about your Frank.
msbelle, strength to you.
Glad flea got home okay.
Epstein? Washington?
"No, 'cause I do this:" (mimics standup bass) boom, boom, boom, boomboomboom
Aww, Little Juan. Truefax. Many's the time I offered to write an excuse for a kid who'd lingered at our house past curfew. I signed them StY's or StE's mother.
"Ooh! Ooh! It's a very popular name. It means 'the cattle are dying.'"
Carousel bar!
I was gonna say that! In fact, I think I still will.
Carousel Bar!
Ginger, I'm going to see a doctor about it. It's clearly not going away on its own. I'll ask about Prilosec.
sarameg, Leo did that to me once. About two weeks after I'd gotten him, I came home and he was *nowhere*. I was frantic, until after about fifteen minutes of searching and calling, he walked in the kitchen, blinking and yawning. Later I discovered that he could crawl up *inside* the couch.
Health~ma for your mother, Cashmere.
"Help, there's a hog in my kitchen." Why do I remember that line decades later?