Reading through my hysteria yesterday. God, I know I was freaked out, but amazing how a positive outcome can fog the memory. I know I was freaked out to the point of shaking. I remember every moment of the reality of it, my pale officemate, the THUMPWHOOSH, but now? It's just a funny story. That I hope to never live again.
I'll be fine. I'll be your bounty, Jubal Early. And I'll just fade away.
River ,'Objects In Space'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
sarameg - Jan 12, 2011 5:04:57 pm PST #16616 of 30001
Cass - Jan 12, 2011 5:15:25 pm PST #16617 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Oh, sara, reading (and I was catching up, not reading real-time) yesterday *my* heart was kerthumping. DxH used to have a call center with that system in the server room. And a BIG RED BUTTON on the wall. Unlabeled. And just kinda begging to be pressed. Thankfully the only time it, um, got pressed was when they were still under construction and it could have been much worse but GAH.
I should note that I was not the one who pressed it. Even I know that big, red, unlabeled buttons should not be poked with sticks or otherwise.
You sounded very in control (stressed, but in control) throughout the whole thing. Even during the bits that you couldn't affect.
you all WISH you has this level of crazy hilarious entertainment.
Sometimes. That sounds pretty funny.
Lee - Jan 12, 2011 5:25:57 pm PST #16618 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
DOGWOOD!
(that was for Cass.)
tommyrot - Jan 12, 2011 5:30:25 pm PST #16619 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Cass - Jan 12, 2011 5:30:36 pm PST #16620 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Dogwood!
Ginger - Jan 12, 2011 5:30:39 pm PST #16621 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
As for the food map, I was very pleased to see that they had toasted ravioli for Missouri as is right and proper.
A friend from St. Louis who now lives near Nashville was quite excited to find them at Target. She bought some for herself and her 93-year-old mother.
Why does Oklahoma get fried okra?
While Georgia is iconically the peach state, it really should be the peanut and broiler-fryer state.
Cass - Jan 12, 2011 5:31:46 pm PST #16622 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
As for the food map
Oregon is hazelnuts. I approve. But I want to partner with Alaska who is king crab. Together (with butter) we would rule the nom-ways.
brenda m - Jan 12, 2011 5:36:01 pm PST #16623 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I found goat cheese and hazelnut ravioli at the store tonight.
-t - Jan 12, 2011 5:36:32 pm PST #16624 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
You should toast those.
sarameg - Jan 12, 2011 5:40:40 pm PST #16625 of 30001
Cass, wherever there is a halon system there, there is an emergency stop system, usually involving a button behind glass with a hammer hanging next to it. Sadly, the room locked down before anyone really cued in to THIS IS DAMN SERIOUS. Human denial ("what is that ringing? Is it my cell? Why did we lose network? OH WAIT, THAT'S FROM NEXT DOOR") is a powerful thing.
So someone contacted my aunt after doing some geneology research. Always assumed maternal line came over mid-late 1800s. Nope. Turns out, 1750ish, with family. Earlier to fight in the French and Indian Wars. Huh. And it has confirmation of the family rumors that we're related to the Brontes. Guy who left Ireland was their great great grand uncle.
Even more fascinating is that one fought at the Rev. War Battle of Guilford Courthouse. I went to school at Guilford, not far from there. Apparently, all but one of the kids fought for the US upstarts and the one that didn't, defected. This is fascinating, and quite a change from what we'd always though. Ruins our famine escapee narrative, methinks.