Howdy. Gronk.
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.
As I was leaving the hospital Sunday morning, the other pain chick asked me what my name was. Which is perfectly reasonable, after you've been chatting for an hour or more (even though we couldn't see each other--there was a curtain pulled between our beds). I didn't have to ask her name, though, because she used it repeatedly during conversation.
And now I'm trying to work out why. It's not like I'm particularly good with names. She just said it a lot. But how does that come up? Or, in conversation where we're pretty much equally talking about ourselves, how does my name not come up, ever?
She said her own name a lot? I can only think of my high school geometry teacher who used to say things like, "So I said to myself, Mrs. Milli, what are you going to teach those kids today??"
Related to pain, hey, did you ever notice that men and women experience pain differently? But tests are mostly done with men? (And male mice??) Huh. Some researchers have also noticed this: [link]
I read about stink bugs in the NY Times, so they must be real: [link]
Was the pain chick Barb Dole?
"Bob Dole is in a lot of pain." "It's been a long time since anyone has checked in on Bob Dole." "Bob Dole requests a word with the Attending."
"Bob Dole requests a word with the Attending."
She totally did. She's ballsy like that.
Sesame Street spoofs True Blood: [link]
Ways that I know I am cheap and a scavenger at heart #37 - I am still using envelopes and note cards I pulled from the trash at my job in 2000! They were dumping cardstock and envelopes from an event and I snatched them all up.
Way to go, msbelle. Out of the landfill and into usefulness. I've got similar things. Though fewer since I had to move. I ended up giving away a lot of stuff before the move just to lighten the load.
Ways that I know I am cheap and a scavenger at heart #37
Mine for today is that there was a box of microwave popcorn in the kitchen that said "Help yourself," so I did! And stashed it in my desk. You never know when you will have a popcorn emergency.