Ugh, what a PITA, ita !! Glad you got the call, slightly boggled that that's what triggered it.
Xander ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
One thing I found interesting was how much support within earshot there was for in-state tuition for illegal students who meet certain eligibility requirements-taxes for a number of years, attended a certain number of years, have established residency, legal or not for a certain period, etc. It's such an explosive issue all over the country, but just about everyone I heard talking about it was pretty strongly for it, almost indignantly so. The requirements are pretty stringent (for one, they have to apply for permanent residency as soon as they are eligible to) but achievable, which I think is fair.
It just surprised me, considering the virulent YELLING from the opposition. It sounded like some of the thinly veiled racism hit a nerve with some.
The universe needs to leave ita ! alone.
My mother voted for Obama. It's possible that the world is coming to an end. I think the last Democrat she voted for was Adlai Stevenson.
Oh, ick, ita!
OH! More election carrots:
Cars driving by were slowing to take pictures of the line. And blowing the horn the whole way and yelling out support for various issues and candidates. People were posing with the cop there as well as the volunteers managing the line. And I can't tell you how tickled I was to watch SEVERAL elderly couples stop someone to ask to have a picture taken of them.
Plus the kid who planted the "I Voted" sticker on his forehead and fist pumping as he strode out "First time, man!" (got several amused 'Kids these days' from the line. ) He was stopped by a really elderly woman sitting in her walker thing. She'd voted, but was waiting for her ride. "Young man, I want to take a picture of us with our stickers!" she said, her voice wobbly and thin but Authority. And she whips out her iphone, and he grins and kneels next to her, baggy jeans, boxers showing off, bling, sticker on his forehead. She's all tiny and slumped and cataracts in a lilac suit and granny shoes and pillbox hat. Picture taken, he takes her phone and sends the picture to his phone "So you'll know who I am!"
Lady in front of me "I think I wanna cry, that dumbass punk!"
Will this load of laundry NEVER DRY?
Those are awesome stories, sarameg.
I'm so sorry for your loss Frank.
Sara, that is a great story.
I am so sorry for your loss, Frank, even while being glad the end came the way your mother wanted.
Homemade chicken noodle soup. I love my husband.
That's so awesome, sara.