I don't think I need a "Dog Inside" sign. Any rescuer entering the house will notice the dog biting his ankle.
'Hell Bound'
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.
Oooh, fascinating tidbit:
Who knows the origin of the word Yakuza (for Japanese gangsters)?
Answer: Eight. Nine. Three. In the Japanese card game known as hana-fuda, it’s the worst hand you can get. Eight, nine, and three — ya, ku, and sa. Japanese organized crime families adopted the name “yakuza” because of this hand. Because you need to be lucky to be a yakuza. Because you’ve drawn the worst hand if you cross them. Because winning with a ya-ku-sa hand requires the utmost skill at reading an opponent. Others may claim it’s because it’s bad luck that leads to a life of crime, or because yakuza are born losers.
I was just off setting them up, Perkins! Handsets are charging right now. Thank you!
Awesome!
Neat, David.
Fair warning, gruesome warning, even old iron-stomach-me got weepy at this, but a pediatrician who has just re-landed in Haiti's blog: [link] Goddamn. So many parts to this. The volunteers on the ground, doing their bit, frustrated at the macro. The macro slowly (as expected) coming to shape. Baby born en route to the USS Vinson. That's micro. I just watch. And watch.
Ugh. Googling for info on Leo Frank is getting a bunch of links to JewWatch and similar sites.
Ugh. I've had a day. I just want to relax a bit.
Cash, I'm sorry about that, but it happens. Franny cut her own hair a couple times, I think I posted about that. And her best friend at school tried to cut her own hair and cut her bangs down to about 1/2 inch.
I'm sorry the parents are so upset about it.
Hey, what do you know, it's Elephant Appreciation Day on TeeFury.
I did more cooking today than I've done on a weekday in forever. As a result I had dinner later than I should have, medication-wise. Ah, well. It will take some adjusting to.
Took the laptop back to the shop, and of course it powered up perfectly for them. ::sigh:: Went to the pharmacy and could pick up everything other than my painkillers, because my doctor never called in the refill. ::sigh:: Evening of frustrating errands. But at least the laptop powered on when I got it home.
Head still hurts though.
I hope you get some you time, Burrell.