We really need a secret geek high five. We could transmit instructions on how to do it over this internet thing that only geeks can access...oh, no wait.
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.
Also, I love that shirt.
I'm pretty sure I did just short of a literal highfive with the guy at the pool with a Hubble tattoo. Who was there again tonight. He has a tiger on the other shoulder. Just interesting choice of tattoos.
I guess I could have gone up to him and said "Who was your first?" But the last time I struck up geeky T-shirt conversation with a guy I was sorely disappointed.
Remember that episode of Friends where Phoebe's smoke detector kept beeping, and she couldn't make it stop?
And remember how our house has ridiculously high ceilings and we don't have a big ladder?
This explains why my husband was balancing a ladder on two bar chairs.
I would have just thrown things at it until it broke.
But I've been there. At 2 am. Luckily, I could reach it with the ladder I had. Or rather, them. It was 2 am, I wasn't going to try to figure out which of the 3 it was, so I just yanked all of them down to deal with in the morning. At 2 am.
ugh, not only am I home sick, but I had to give up my Lords of Acid ticket because there's no way I could do that. Grrr. I had better be well by this weekend.
This is the kind of scenario which has let to my standing on a folding chair in high heels.
At 2 am? Kinky.
Not at 2am.