This is going to make me scared of planes for a while, isn't it?
Do movies really do that to people? I mean, in excess of facts?
I'm not really good with reading either.
You know, I've saved lives. Dozens. Maybe hundreds. I reattached a girl's leg. Her whole leg. She named her hamster after me. I got a hamster. He drops a box of money, he gets a town.
Simon ,'Jaynestown'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
§ ita § - Sep 21, 2012 6:47:53 pm PDT #20566 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
beekaytee - Sep 21, 2012 6:53:59 pm PDT #20567 of 30001
Compassionately intolerant
(please forgive me for skipping 1300 posts. it has been a freaky-deaky couple of weeks and some crazyass couple of days...see below.)
Merciful heavens, Zen. That sounds incredibly stressful. I mean head-splodey type of thing. Eek.
Did you find the van key? Sometimes, the littlest stressers can be the worst.
Take the fact that I had to use a crowbar to break into my house yesterday morning. No, I did not lock myself out. The security door latch, that I have been battling with for 6 years (seriously...kicking, banging, throwing my full weight against it...just to get in and out) finally decided to freeze in the you-are-screwed position. With clients coming any minute.
In the end, after myself and various neighbors beating on it for 90 minutes, the client helped me break the latch and now, the lack of latch is total bliss.
Then today, I was informed that one of the pet sitters did an unbelievably stupid thing and lost a dog...without id. It's such a sordid story, there should be a Lifetime movie. Parts include, Good Samaritan picks the dog up and does another incredibly stupid thing by handing him off to a random vendor on the street who professed to know the dog's owner.
When I questioned him, he lied like a liar and said that some woman had walked up and said it was her dog, so he handed him off. I could not crack this story, despite knowing it was bull.
I pressed the cops to press him and one must have done a really good job because, after we posted stuff all over town, on Pet Amber Alert and every listserv going, the little creep called and said that he had the dog. At his house in Virginia.
The company owner's husband went to get him and brought him to me. The vendor tried to spin some yarn and...mad props to the husband...was told that nobody cares, just hand over the dog.
I'm calling the DC police officers involved tomorrow with a gigantic, and totally ungracious, "I told you so." They were right that they couldn't arrest the guy but they kept saying that they believed his poppycock story. A Transit cop who helped us pushed much, much harder and agreed with me that something about the whole deal stank. He, however, did not have jurisdiction.
In the end though, I'm just grateful that the little guy is snoozing in my bedroom. Phew. For ONCE one of these stories turns out all right.
Anne W. - Sep 21, 2012 7:15:03 pm PDT #20568 of 30001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Zen, that is unbelievable... except that I can totally believe it, unfortunately.
bonny, I'm glad that story had a happy ending.
As for me, I'm off on vacation tomorrow! It's been over a year since I've had any serious, prolonged time off, and I am so ready for the down time I can't even begin to tell you.
Lee - Sep 21, 2012 7:34:06 pm PDT #20569 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
YAY vacation
but you should have come to SF
Anne W. - Sep 22, 2012 1:02:09 am PDT #20570 of 30001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
but you should have come to SF
I really do need to make plans to go out there again! Now that I have three weeks of vacation a year (FINALLY), I should be able to swing the time next year.
Zenkitty - Sep 22, 2012 7:00:35 am PDT #20571 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Yay for that long-needed vacation, Anne!
bonny, I'm so glad the doggy is back safe.
Sister and I have managed to acquire, assemble, and install a storage cabinet on my front porch this morning for my tools, without killing each other. Now she's off with the girl to the bank to cancel the last credit card and I'm glad, because my back hurts (hello stress!) and I'm cranky and just about out of spare spoons for managing other people's emotions. I think I'll take a nap.
Cass - Sep 22, 2012 7:01:00 am PDT #20572 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.
Scrappy, I am so glad you could be there with your mom. You and she are both in my thoughts.
amyth - Sep 22, 2012 7:42:37 am PDT #20573 of 30001
And none of us deserving the cruelty or the grace -- Leonard Cohen
Scrappy, so sorry. I'm really glad you could be there with her.
Strix - Sep 22, 2012 7:56:58 am PDT #20574 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Zen, 20K for "seed" money? On top of trips to Europe?
I hope your sister is well-off, because my WTFF face is EPIC.
Wow. Just...wow. That's a fucking down-payment on a HOUSE!
If my parets had been able to give me $3K (not $30k!) in seed money for my biz, I would have insisted on a contract, really nice business cards, and I would have paid a website developer to do my site, and been ecstatic to buy a good laptop and go to some conferences.
SMH.
bonny, I am SO GLAD the doggy sitch worked out well!
le nubian - Sep 22, 2012 8:23:38 am PDT #20575 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
Scrappy,
I'm glad you could be there with your mom during her diagnosis as well. I was rooting for an infection that was easily treatable.