am mutt.
Me, too, msbelle. Mutts represent!
Dawn: I think a date should be in a real fancy restaurant, then champagne at a night club with a floor show, then ballroom dancing. Joyce: Unfortunately, we're not dating in a movie from the thirties.
'Get It Done'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
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.
ChiKat - Jul 01, 2010 7:17:16 pm PDT #10095 of 30001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Ginger - Jul 01, 2010 7:18:09 pm PDT #10096 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I'm one of the people with Revolutionary War roots. I have Lt. Ezra Tucker to thank for the fact that I could be in the DAR, if someone came up with a compelling reason for me to go to the trouble.
quester - Jul 01, 2010 7:23:11 pm PDT #10097 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
I have some Irish ancestor(s) that came over in time to fight for the Union on my mother's side. My father's parents immigrated from Hungary.
Calli - Jul 02, 2010 1:37:57 am PDT #10098 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I figure most non-DNA based ancestry tracking requires that my great(to whatever power) grandmothers were telling the truth about whose kids they bore. While I'm willing to believe Mom on that, and my grandmothers (given how much my parents look like their fathers), when we get to my great grandmothers and beyond, who knows? I never even met those people--I should be making claims about their fidelity? There've been people who screw around all throughout history, and I've no reason to believe my family tree has been unaffected.
So who knows where all my pre-1900 ancestors came from, really?
msbelle - Jul 02, 2010 3:12:11 am PDT #10099 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Whoot whoot chikat!
Last day in the office. Last commute on the mta.
DebetEsse - Jul 02, 2010 4:00:33 am PDT #10100 of 30001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
My great-grandmother was in the DAR, so I qualify. Of course, her son married a 1st-generation German-American with whom she never really got along.
Enjoy your last day, msbelle.
Laura - Jul 02, 2010 4:01:20 am PDT #10101 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
The ancestry on my mother's side is clear, but dad was all mutt. My kids 57 varieties or so.
Laura - Jul 02, 2010 4:01:53 am PDT #10102 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Have a great last day, msbelle! Woo!
Jars - Jul 02, 2010 4:06:31 am PDT #10103 of 30001
Have a good last day msbelle!
My company is doing a community dig at the moment. It's being blogged here - [link]
The pictures by the kids down the bottom are just the best.
msbelle - Jul 02, 2010 4:07:28 am PDT #10104 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
And in honor of my last commute, more grumpy guidance for appropriate subway behavior from me.
Rushhour is not the time to:
Let your toddler practice walking on stairs
Move furniture via subway
Read the paper open wide
Take out your summer kids camp group
Panhandle with your musical instruments