Natter 69: Practically names itself.
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.
Okay, this might seem like random TMNT to you, but bear with me. April is one of their human...sidekicks? She's kinda cool, A TV reporter. About 25.
But, boy, does she ever get fucked over in the merchandising. I'm skipping the doll where she's in a leopard-print swimsuit and called "The Ninja Newscaster", because I don't hate you that much. These dolls represent pretty much her zenith and nadir of representation and usefulness and...objectification.
Motherfuck. Vital Babetistics. My pride hurts.
Happy birthday, tommyrot!
That just ain't right. I say you claim an hour of birthday come Fall when we get it back.
I endorse this plan. Bonus birthday hour this fall!
Suzi, just take care of yourself, whatever that means.
I kind of love both of those, flea.
Brunch has been achieved, but now I would like a nap myself.
A nap is always a good idea, Suzi.
Happy birthday, tommyrot, with cake and many good wishes!
Second loaf of Irish soda bread is in the oven; the neighbors are having a big Irish dinner tonight (a week early) and we're invited. I wish I liked corned beef and cabbage better. Or ... at all. But I hear there will also be potato soup.
Man, I love boiled dinner! I hope we're having it next weekend... My mother does enjoy a theme meal, so I think the odds are good.
Happy Birthday Tommy!
I took a much-needed day off yesterday, went to Memphis to have dinner with my cousin at a Mediterranean/Italian place, and then saw Spring Awakening. I think 2007 must have been a very weak year for Broadway if this got so many raves and awards. The story was powerful, but aside from the grand finale I didn't think much of the music. And I don't think it was a matter of poor performances (aside from the nails-on-chalkboard voice of the guy playing Lawrence).
Oh well, at least happy I got out and went to see live theatre, even if I wasn't happy with the play itself. And pairing it with visiting a relative and eating excellent food means I'm not disgruntled about the time and gas spent on the drive over like I would have been if it were for the show alone.
George Takei's happy dance
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Happy birthday, tommyrot!
Jessica, good grief, German measles?! I hope it isn't really, because, fuck.
The "music to play at my memorial service" convo is making me laugh. I don't want hymns, but what else could they play? Can't think of anything - my favorite songs aren't appropriate. But the only people likely to outlive me won't care if I don't have a service, and I don't care, because I probably won't be there. Although I might leave a little money just for them to hire a guy to sit in the back and yell "Freebird!" and hold up a lighter.
I finally defriended the unhinged conservative on my list after he just posted a very funny picture of a bear begging for food, the text comparing poor people who use food stamps to animals. It makes me sad that he's raising a child.
ETA: It really hit it out of the park for me, that it isn't lack of understanding, or ignorance, it's cruelty that drives these people. They're just soulless, cruel people, who take joy in cruelty.
