I got stabbed, you know, right here.

Mal ,'Shindig'


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.


Cass - Mar 06, 2011 8:19:48 pm PST #26679 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.

I suspect comments are part of their business model generating click-throughs and blah blah.

For newspapers? Heck yes. People don't pay for as many subscriptions as they did ten and twenty and thirty years ago and still want to read the news. Papers have to pay the bills, pay the reporters and generate the content.


javachik - Mar 06, 2011 8:59:42 pm PST #26680 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

Yes, they do. It's a shame that endlessly hateful and unhelpful comments are the byproduct.


Beverly - Mar 06, 2011 11:04:29 pm PST #26681 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

I was so happy last week when we unpacked another box and I found my oatmeal bowl and my ice cream cup. The bowl is a Buffalo China thick white diner bowl. Perfect size, perfect shape. The ice cream cup is a vintage coffee cup--back when your everyday china had cups and saucers. This one is bowl-shaped, with a handle, and again, thick white ironstone. It's the capacity of a custard cup, so perfect for ice cream.

We've never actually unpacked the everyday dinner plates. We have the luncheon plates and soup plates, and they do us just fine for our sized portions, plus pasta or entres with sauces. We have other bowls for other purposes, but my Alice bowl is for chili, beans, cereal, and soups. It's the sort of bowl Alice would have, deep and round and curved. This one is Alice blue, watercolor washy inside and out, rimmed in yellow and handpainted with yellow flowers. We have two, and I love them. Salads, when I actually compose a salad instead of grabbing a fistful of romaine and eating it out of hand, goes in a ginormo pasta bowl, because my salad is a meal, and it's huge. And fun to build and destruct.


sarameg - Mar 07, 2011 3:22:05 am PST #26682 of 30001

Waiting on my ride. Mechanic probably can't get to my car until tomorrow. Bleh.


msbelle - Mar 07, 2011 3:43:32 am PST #26683 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

oatmeal for breakfast. this week is all about fiber. blood re-test in 2 weeks.


WindSparrow - Mar 07, 2011 3:48:22 am PST #26684 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Oh, him? I'll see him again this summer, when teachings done.

That working for a living thing sucks, doesn't it?


Theodosia - Mar 07, 2011 3:50:42 am PST #26685 of 30001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

The spice blend I got was at Auntie Arwen's, who is a bigtime SF fan and has a table at every Boskone. Here's the catalog listing, but it doesn't have the ingredient list, alas:

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I know it starts with paprika followed by fenugreek, then at least 10 more. She's doing something right, because that's what I remember Ethiopian restaurants smelling like....


WindSparrow - Mar 07, 2011 3:52:08 am PST #26686 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

I'm having oatmeal (quick oats) with dates and mixed dried fruit, one packet of Sweet&Lo, cinnamon, and nutmeg. Yum. Also, dark hot cocoa.


sumi - Mar 07, 2011 3:56:18 am PST #26687 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!

Oh, no - the coffee machine is out of order!


Jesse - Mar 07, 2011 4:04:51 am PST #26688 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I had leftover apple pie for breakfast. Luckily, my cholesterol is fine...

So, the downside of my fancy new computer is the shiny shiny screen, which now people can see from my office doorway, unlike my old one. Ah well.