For those who were wondering, the Louisiana food truck food was pretty awesome. I still have read beans and rice to eat for/with dinner too.
Jayne: What're you gonna tell the others? Mal: About what? Jayne: About why I'm dead. Mal: Hadn't thought about it. Jayne: Make something up. Don't tell 'em what I did.
'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.
Lee - May 19, 2011 1:37:33 pm PDT #8855 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Strix - May 19, 2011 1:41:12 pm PDT #8856 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I got my business cards!
Mine, me, me, me!!!
Granted the website isn't live and the email addy doesn't work yet, but it soon will!
I LURVE them.
OMG, I am so tired.
JZ - May 19, 2011 1:58:20 pm PDT #8857 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Completely random question - do any librarian or university Buffistas have access to PubMed? Is it all wonky and funky for anyone else, or is it just my crappy computer here?
billytea - May 19, 2011 1:58:26 pm PDT #8858 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I just received spam with the subject line "Stella". I'm rather disappointed it wasn't in all caps with interrobangs.
Sue - May 19, 2011 2:02:15 pm PDT #8859 of 30001
hip deep in pie
Today a friend brought me two grapevines she dug up from her garden. Then the ladies auxiliary of the children's hospital across from where I work had a plant sale. There I bought a red currant plant, two poppies, an iris, an anemone, and some forget me nots. I planted one grape, the iris and one of the poppies, but I have to find space for the rest. I think I have to move some plants and my compost heap to put the other grapevine where I want it. I am excited for grapes, and to cover my chain link fence.
Lee - May 19, 2011 2:02:55 pm PDT #8860 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I just ran a few searches, JZ, and it seemed fine to me.
JZ - May 19, 2011 2:16:44 pm PDT #8861 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Sigh. It's my crappy computer, then. I'm also developing a big bad hate-on for PubMed even when I can coax the computer into connecting to it. Why can I run a bunch of different by journal name, article title and author and come up with nothing, then go through an external source and get dropped right into the citation I was looking for?
Nora Deirdre - May 19, 2011 2:29:21 pm PDT #8862 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
For those who were wondering, the Louisiana food truck food was pretty awesome. I still have read beans and rice to eat for/with dinner too
Ooh, what else did you have? Man, I wish I had some red beans right now. I am starving!
Lee - May 19, 2011 2:30:46 pm PDT #8863 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
A shrimp po boy. I came back to an OMG DO THIS NOWNOWNOW request, so I had to wolf it down in about 2 minutes flat, but it was still darn tasty.
Allyson - May 19, 2011 3:05:54 pm PDT #8864 of 30001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
I feel like I should do something special for the rapture, but I can think is that I should make some potato salad, barbecue chicken, and watch crappy television.