That article I wrote for a local advertiser supported weekly that I linked March 7. main: [link] sidebar: [link] Well, in today's mail was a check from them for the story. What a concept, you do work for someone, and they pay for it in good old fashioned money you can spend on anything you want. They just shot way above Grist as a place to submit articles to for me. Grist pays in prestige and verbal abuse in the comments.
Mal: I call you back? Wash: No, Mal. You didn't. Zoe: I take full responsibility, cap.
'Out Of Gas'
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.
Typo Boy - Mar 31, 2012 4:16:38 pm PDT #29078 of 30001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
Lee - Mar 31, 2012 4:24:28 pm PDT #29079 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Burrell - Mar 31, 2012 4:32:04 pm PDT #29080 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I think I am in love with Bubba.
Jesse - Mar 31, 2012 4:32:35 pm PDT #29081 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I love the walking away at the end. Like, "what?"
sarameg - Mar 31, 2012 4:42:08 pm PDT #29082 of 30001
Bubba and Pumpkin have SO MUCH in common. Except hers is a one of those pop-up laundry baskets. Which I have now found on a floor other than where I last left it. Without laundry. Maybe I need one of what you got....
Dita is reacting much as Devi does. Mildly interested and a little disgusted.
Going back to the bra thing, custom has been suggested. That option just makes me tired. More so than even the current state of things. Ultimate insult that *finally* having my boob size drop (much wished for) has made it even more difficult to find anything. I now have a size that is much easier to find and yet the standard models just don't fit where my stuff is or what it does. I've got a couple more places to check, but that's not happening this month and of course it is now that it becomes unworkable. So I whine. A lot.
sarameg - Mar 31, 2012 4:43:09 pm PDT #29083 of 30001
Aside: my cousin is marrying a woman named Charis. I don't think I've ever met a Charis before!
Lee - Mar 31, 2012 4:45:46 pm PDT #29084 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
You can't really tell, but Bubba has a mouse in his mouth as he is walking away, which he very cleverly hid in the cube earlier today.
eta:
Maybe I need one of what you got....
I actually have two of the cubes, which used to be joined together by velcro, until Bubba discovered velcro strips can be fun toys.
sarameg - Mar 31, 2012 4:51:10 pm PDT #29085 of 30001
I have one of those plastic pipe framed nylon cube things which gets knocked around but the laundry basket is SO MUCH better, so.
Kat - Mar 31, 2012 4:54:49 pm PDT #29086 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
I am so so so tired.
At one point, the preschoolers won. They had disassembled the entire house with each toy somewhere on the floor and it was overwhelming. Then we sent them to the bounce house with things to hit each other with, thus carving a little adult space for us.
How do they have so much energy?
Liese S. - Mar 31, 2012 4:56:25 pm PDT #29087 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
It's a conspiracy, really.
Glad you survived. And it sounds like the kids had fun.