Happy birthday, Vortex!
I've seen honest faces before. They usually come attached to liars.
Willow ,'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.
Jesse - May 17, 2012 4:01:17 am PDT #5424 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Jessica - May 17, 2012 4:08:07 am PDT #5425 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
My 20s weren't terrible by any stretch, but I never really felt comfortable in my own skin until I turned 30 and was able to lose a lot of the expectations of how people in their 20s are supposed to act. For people who are really good at the things 25 year-olds are supposed to enjoy, those years probably are the best years of their lives. For the rest of us, not so much.
(Growing up, my mother used to say I was born with a mental age of 47. I just never quite got the hang of being young.)
Jessica - May 17, 2012 4:15:07 am PDT #5426 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Happy birthday Vortex!!
sumi - May 17, 2012 4:19:21 am PDT #5427 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!
Happy Birthday, Vortex!
Also: loved the cat expose.
And the Emmett story.
And the Loki riffing.
ETA: I managed to break my second Kindle fire. . . or possibly it was a lemon. I don't know. Sigh. I have books that I want to read and I need my device to work.
sj - May 17, 2012 4:19:36 am PDT #5428 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Morgana, tons of health~ma for you.
Calli - May 17, 2012 4:19:39 am PDT #5429 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Happy birthday, Vortex!
Morgana, much kidney~ma to you.
By and large I'm enjoying my 40s. My health isn't too bad. My finances, while not utterly fabulous, are better than they have been. I like my home, my neighbors, some parts of my job. I have things to work toward and a reasonable expectation of achieving some of them. Would I like to have a Chris Evans look-alike rub my feet while I recline on my velvet chaise lounge in my Victorian mansion? Sure. But even without that, life's pretty good.
Theodosia - May 17, 2012 4:20:31 am PDT #5430 of 30001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
If not for the whole unemployment interval, the past five years would have been hands-down my best yet.
Thanks for the pointers to the Ferrari info -- I'm pretty sure the model I saw was the California, which is back-ordered to 2014. Wikipedia even has a sound-clip of the engine revving!
Jesse - May 17, 2012 4:21:44 am PDT #5431 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Good luck, Morgana!
sumi - May 17, 2012 4:22:19 am PDT #5432 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!
My counselor tells me that studies show that the happiest people are single women in their 50s. So, now I'm reaching the best years of my life.
Also here is a story about a woman who makes Derby Hats and races money to help retired thoroughbreds.
ETA: And her website.
Steph L. - May 17, 2012 4:32:43 am PDT #5433 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
You know how you're convinced you're this total dork, and then you go to intense analysis for eleven years, and then you finally start to believe you're not a dork, but then you realize that you're in late middle age, and the best years of your life have completely passed you by?
Right.
Nope. The best years of your life are when you realize that you're pretty cool and decide to go live that way. Unless you're really 110 and aren't sharing your secret for eternal youth (and the appearance thereof), you have a CRAPLOAD of "best years" ahead of you.
I am not exactly an optimist, but the one thing I actually truly believe is that every successive year is a pretty damn good year. My best years are not behind me, and neither are yours. I don't mean that in a rah-rah, blow-sunshine-up-your-ass way. I mean you have some pretty damn good years ahead of you.