Yeah, I really enjoy my commute. There's one block that is sometimes crowded, and once in a while there is someone sitting next to me in the van, but other than that, it is just loverly.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
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.
Bookshelf porn. Is this a buffista or lurker?
smonster, there's a Land's End near my office. Let me know if you want me to swing by and see if they have any.
Oh, man, brenda - really? Would you have time today? Size 12, teal, regular torso. I would pay for overnight shipping.
Sure, I can walk over that way at lunch.
Being adopted throws my personal ancestry into question and I've never been interested enough to look for answers, but I know all my dad's family emigrated from England, Ireland, and Scotland in the the 19th century, and I know one of my Mom's great grandfathers came over from England in 1858.
I know the first of my grandfather's family landed in St. Pierre in 1799, but I am not sure where in France they came from. We all thought St. Malo, but someone told my aunt they may come from the Pyrenees.
The rest of my family are a mix of Irish, French and maybe native intermarrying that happened in Newfoundland. A lot of them were fishing folk and went where the fish were, so tracking them down in records can be a bit of a nightmare.
Some of my father's people were definitely here in Revolutionary War times (and for a good long time beforehand). This guy is an ancestor:
Sure, I can walk over that way at lunch.
You ROCK like a rocking thing what rocks.
I don't know how far back my family goes in this country, at least to Civil War on my mom's side. My dad's side is mostly (if not all) German Jewish, and mom's is English/Irish/French/Italian/Scottish/ish/ish/ish.
I just met a coworker who was wearing Scrabble tile earrings of her initials. Cute! I know there are people here I can be friends with, I'm just not sure how to make that happen...