I'm just now reading Krakauer's article on Greg Mortensen. I'm only a few pages in and already furious.
The money was too good. I got stupid.
Jayne ,'Ariel'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Amy - Apr 26, 2011 6:35:58 am PDT #5326 of 30001
Because books.
Strix - Apr 26, 2011 6:40:09 am PDT #5327 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Morning, all. This break thing is awesome.
The weather here continues to be...springy, by which I mean chilly and grey. Ah, well. I need to stay inside and work on stuff, anyway. I can go out a little later to the grocery store.
Finishing my coffee, I actually wrote 2 blog posts last night, and am gearing up for resume tweaking when my brain hits fully caffeinated capacity. I bought a lemon cupcake candle yesterday, so I think I'll listen to music and chair dance and work resumes until the smell reminds me I must go to grocery store, buy food.
Nice!
I hate real-dreams. Ugh. I usually love my dreams, but I have some bad ones journaled from years ago that are instantly and terrifyingly vivid when I re-read the entries.
ita needs a new brain, pass it on...
brenda m - Apr 26, 2011 6:41:19 am PDT #5328 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
And a new front opens up in pastry purism. I am just returned from Trader Joe's where I discovered something called the pretzel croissant. I wonder if that's what kicked off the 30-Years-War?
Jessica - Apr 26, 2011 6:48:12 am PDT #5329 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Of possible interest - How to follow the Royal Wedding online.
smonster - Apr 26, 2011 6:50:19 am PDT #5330 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Congrats, Calli!
I'm just now reading Krakauer's article on Greg Mortensen. I'm only a few pages in and already furious.
Yep. What he tried to do is not easy by any stretch of the imagination, but it's pretty depressing the lengths he's gone to to alienate and insult his partners, drive away his staff and board, and generally lie like hell.
Erin, I'm around if you have questions or need me to do anything.
Jesse - Apr 26, 2011 7:26:12 am PDT #5331 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Here's a wild story about a woman who created not just an online persona, but many of his friends and relatives, to get a woman to fall in love with "him" and etc. [link]
Burrell - Apr 26, 2011 7:36:40 am PDT #5332 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
So it's a certain little boy's birthday today. He spent almost an hour last night crying, mourning that he'd never be 5 years old again. I mean, he was truly heartbroken. I promised him he could be 5 as long as he liked. So as I tucked him in, I asked him how old he'd be in the morning. "5?" I asked. "I think I want to be 6," he answered.
tommyrot - Apr 26, 2011 7:37:33 am PDT #5333 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.
Strix - Apr 26, 2011 7:38:20 am PDT #5334 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
smonster, I am working on resume now.
I'll hit you up with any questions, send it to you for a look-see when I'm done.
tommyrot - Apr 26, 2011 7:39:32 am PDT #5335 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.
So it's a certain little boy's birthday today. He spent almost an hour last night crying, mourning that he'd never be 5 years old again. I mean, he was truly heartbroken. I promised him he could be 5 as long as he liked. So as I tucked him in, I asked him how old he'd be in the morning. "5?" I asked. "I think I want to be 6," he answered.
Heh.
When I was about ten, I'd fantasize about staying ten the rest of my life. I'd imagine pressing on the sides of my skull to keep it from growing.