Yes. Guy by the name of "most".
OMG thank you. Thank you for taking that hit, Brenda. How could I have forgotten "most?"
Isn't Hec working on a new book about "most?"
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.
Yes. Guy by the name of "most".
OMG thank you. Thank you for taking that hit, Brenda. How could I have forgotten "most?"
Isn't Hec working on a new book about "most?"
Isn't Hec working on a new book about "most?"
Turned out the subject was vague and nebulous.
Email I shall not send: You know, people, I can't comment on a draft document that I didn't get notified about until yesterday, if the comment period closed on Monday.
IJS. Sheesh.
Centre County is really way too small for anybody to not have a conflict of interest in a case involving Penn State, but some of these connections are just weird. The county DA who passed the case to the state a few years ago, citing a conflict of interest -- that conflict is that his wife's brother was one of Sandusky's adopted kids. (He adopted most of them when they were older kids or teenagers, I think.) Then there's another kid that Sandusky adopted, whose mother alleged that something wrong was going on. That mother had another son who was the hit man in the murder trial that was making all the local headlines last year. (The guy who was killed was named Boob. One of the people charged was named Butts. There were many unfortunate headlines.)
For some reason, when I saw this, I thought Owen, as well as many other Buffista sprog and their parents might like it.
Sophia, I have a sewing question. Should I take it to Minear'verse?
Mostly the stuff that scares me is shit I shouldn't care about. Like the sun becoming a red giant, turning the earth into vapor and dust, and everything that ever happened being snuffed out, with no one to ever know we were even here. In 4.5 billion years. It freaks me out.
OMG! I had NIGHTMARES about that as a kid.
I am here! or Minearverse!
I kind of want the sun to snuff itself out during my lifetime. Is that too much to ask? Maybe an asteroid strike? Please? Pretty please?
Hey now, why still at the office? Enough of that crap. Home now.
Grr. I have a 9pm meeting. Gross miscalculation.
It won't so much snuff itself out as it will become a bloated ball of fire and swallow the earth much in the same way that cthulhu will swallow your soul.