Damn, Billy Dee Williams is 73? (Also, that's one hell of a scarf he's got there.)
And Harrison Ford is my dad's age. I feel vaguely gross for finding him hot.
'Never Leave Me'
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.
Damn, Billy Dee Williams is 73? (Also, that's one hell of a scarf he's got there.)
And Harrison Ford is my dad's age. I feel vaguely gross for finding him hot.
Gah! Clicked on link. Tep, I think yours is the only reasonable explanation.
So from what I understand, they took an existing bacteria cell and completely replaced its DNA with synthetic stuff the scientists created. So not exactly life from scratch... but still quite impressive.
Have you seen the other Olympic mascots? Always hokey.
Sydney had an echidna! Best Olympics ever!
Has the naked mole rat ever been the mascot of a sporting event?
Speaking of Harrison Ford: [link]
That's my DH!
ION, did NO ONE watch GA tonight? HSQ was through the roof.
Crappy non-apology deleted.
Wenlock and Mandeville SUCK and terrify as mascots. I'm with Steph on that one (and I liked the Vancouver ones).
Dylan just ran through the sprinklers at the playground and then ran back to me crying "I'm wet I'm wet!" Am I a bad Mommy if my response was "well, no duh, you were in the sprinklers"?
HA! No. That's the world of natural consequences. Last week when Noah was a tool about watering the garden (throwing the watering can etc) I sprayed him with the hose (on shower as opposed to jet stream) and he cried and was pissed. I felt like I had firehosed him but still thought it was funny. Perhaps that's a bad mom.
I want a medal for getting the twins into bed before 8:10 by myself since K is at hockey. Granted it didn't stick and Noah is still up and talking, but getting them both down with all of the things that have to happen at 8 (Grace gets breathing treatment + meds + feed) is a feat.
I just got dissed by the London mascots on Twitter!
how, Barb?
Also, scratch my self-congratulatory previous post. Just as I posted I heard Noah yelling, "Kafrin! Kafrin!" So I walked in and there he was, perched on the rails of Grace's crib with his knee JAMMED into the rail itself. Sigh. I fail.