You guys had a riot? On account of me? A real riot?

Jayne ,'Jaynestown'


Natter 70: Hookers and Blow  

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.


Jesse - Jul 17, 2012 1:31:27 pm PDT #14412 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

In moving news, the lady at the bookstore today said they can't give me any boxes, which, WTF, but I got four from a shoe store, and have packed one of them. Progress!


Juliebird - Jul 17, 2012 1:33:54 pm PDT #14413 of 30001
I am the fly who dreams of the spider

My dad's a special kind of jerk. He's an absent-minded professor who only remembers to send his mom's flowers because of my mom nagging him. He had blithely left Long Island at the appointed time after learning that his brother had transfered 40,000 out of their mom's bank account and didn't think another thing of it. He's oblivious and has no agenda, unless it's his church, in which he forsakes everything, including family. But he isn't a man with an agenda or an angle. He may guilt me into believing a situation is my fault, but it's not his modus operandi to maneuver me into offering my assistance. He knows I hate his mother, he knows why. He chooses to forget that and ignore that it's even an issue. Which also means never bringing up my helping him, lest that come to light and having to be acknowledged.


Zenkitty - Jul 17, 2012 1:47:14 pm PDT #14414 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Sorry, Typo!

Move along, future readers of the thread. There was nothing to see.


Steph L. - Jul 17, 2012 2:11:04 pm PDT #14415 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Is it Dusmesh on Ludlow, Steph & flea? That would totally work for me, and sounds great. Shall we say 11:30 or so?

That's the place! And 11:30 works for me (and I assume Tim). Yay!


Cass - Jul 17, 2012 2:28:55 pm PDT #14416 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.

What the hell is wrong with people?

Everything.

I am having A Day.


flea - Jul 17, 2012 3:27:27 pm PDT #14417 of 30001
information libertarian

Team flea is go for Dusmesh at 11:30.

Any lurkers in the tri-state area, feel free to turn up. The secret password is capybara.


Amy - Jul 17, 2012 3:36:14 pm PDT #14418 of 30001
Because books.

I am having A Day.

I had one yesterday! Someone should outlaw them.


Calli - Jul 17, 2012 4:28:29 pm PDT #14419 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Dan Rather was just on the Rachel Maddow show. He must be getting up there, but he's still looking pretty healthy. It was nice to see him on the news again.


sarameg - Jul 17, 2012 5:05:48 pm PDT #14420 of 30001

I just reimbursed myself from my HSA (I stupidly forgot the card for today's visit) and then organized all my previous expenditures on it as qualified expenses. Eventually, I'll upload the receipts. BUT GODDAMNED I WANT A GOLD STAR. I hate dealing with this shit.

I always associate Dan Rather with my dad. Both had similar hair throughout time and, as they got older, eye bags. And I'd always watch the evening news with my dad.


§ ita § - Jul 17, 2012 5:13:47 pm PDT #14421 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I did so much today I want a gold star, but I've been putting off FSA for a while, so no star for me.

This afternoon was an all IT scavenger hunt, and it did have an element of performance, but I volunteered as photographer so I only had to act on camera (as an animal of my choice in the restroom mirror) once.

The entire IT department went rogue for three hours and it was more like Hunger Games than Survivor. As well as all the things you had to "collect" by taking pictures (everyone on your team on a different floor of the building at once in the same picture), you could get extra points by taking undetected pictures of another team "collecting".

I don't think most of us realised that no prize was announced until the very end, because everyone went instantaneously beserk. Apparently our team committed a felony (and the Security Officer pointedly photographed it for future leverage) in pursuit of our items.

But we'll lose, since we don't have many spy photos. That'll tip the scales. And one page of items was in code, and we couldn't crack two of the codes.

I am sitting here with my brand new computer on my lap, useless, because I made a bonehead move that I can't even work out what it was....Jesus. I don't even want today, and I have to write and distribute a status report before the day is out.