That site is one of those parody ones, right? Right?!?!?!?
Oy. Between that and JZ's jumper, I'm going to weep for humanity for just a wee bit.
Then I may join the fashion damned for a cocktail. I'm wearing my yoga pants, does that count?
Yeah, but you're an amateur fry cook and I come from a long line of fry cooks that don't live past 25.
Buffy ,'Showtime'
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.
Burrell - May 27, 2011 1:42:26 pm PDT #9937 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Lee - May 27, 2011 1:46:46 pm PDT #9938 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
It's Friday! Who has a three day weekend? What are people doing with however many days they have?
Liese S. - May 27, 2011 1:52:25 pm PDT #9939 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Panicking. Well, okay, let's see. Yesterday I drove to two different reservations to deliver, respectively: a guitar, two jars of peach jam, a keyboard, and congratulations to kindergarten graduates. Today I spent three hours in the auto shop and I still have to go back Tuesday. It will be five visits to this shop before everything is done. I still have massive cleaning to do, plus I have a grad open house in, like, an hour.
Saturday I have rehearsal, then helping out with our Rock Academy big concert, then the last hurrah worship band thing for our former leader's last day. Sunday I guess church, and then packing and financials and more house stuff. Monday I have something I can't remember then the person who's going to be living in the house this summer is coming over to check it out. Then Tuesday back to the auto shop and all the final stuff. Wednesday driving to Amarillo. Thursday driving to Missouri. Friday driving to Indianapolis. Saturday dying of the tired. Sunday the SO preaches. Family visits.
And then the next week starts eight weeks of camp.
I am going to die.
Jesse - May 27, 2011 1:57:15 pm PDT #9940 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I have a three-day weekend AND a cocktail!
Weekend plans include catching up and the movies with an old friend, family outing and dinner, brunch.
You won't die, Liese.
Allyson - May 27, 2011 2:00:12 pm PDT #9941 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
Senator Tom Coburn went on a big media rampage about gov't waste at the NSF, citing a million dollars spent to put a shrimp on a treadmill.
The shrimp mobility study was to help measure health and die-off issues for the bazillion dollar shrimp industry.
But, you know, fuck fishermen, I guess?
That's the fuzzy-headed liberal explanation. I'm a fuzzy headed liberal.
Ginger - May 27, 2011 2:01:07 pm PDT #9942 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
They found a way to actually make it a plus rather than an eyesore.
The usual plan around here is that they propose something really ugly, and everyone says "Oh, no, that's really ugly." Then they spend hundreds of thousands on a designer, who comes up with a billion dollar plan. Then everyone says, "Oh, no. We can't afford that," and the ugly thing is built. There's no happy medium?
Tom Scola - May 27, 2011 2:01:30 pm PDT #9943 of 30001
hwæt
Don't have any clear plans, but I'm probably going to see The Tree of Life on Saturday, and hopefully have brunch with Scrappy on Sunday!
Burrell - May 27, 2011 2:01:37 pm PDT #9944 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
That does sound exhausting, Liese. But don't panic! Always good advice.
Tom Scola - May 27, 2011 2:06:05 pm PDT #9945 of 30001
hwæt
I guess I should do something about that cocktail thing, too.
Liese S. - May 27, 2011 2:06:10 pm PDT #9946 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
You won't die, Liese.
HOW DO YOU KNOW!?? ALL MEN DIE! IT'S POSSIBLE TO DIE OF TOO MUCH TO DO!
But don't panic!
Okay, fine. I've completed the transformation of the sickroom back to the media room. All the linens are done except the towels which has to wait until the day we leave. If I can do the recyclables tomorrow all I need to do before I leave for the open house is the master suite. I can do that. I probably won't die. But if I do die folding laundry, I reserve the right to put "I told you so" on my tombstone. You heard it here, folks.