I've decided that my new test for first dates with SWMs is to work the word "privilege" into the first ten minutes of conversation. If they spontaneously soil themselves while ranting, I can just pay for my coffee and go home.
Thank you, Scalzi. Thank you so much.
Mr. Ralph Stanley has a home!!! Yay oh joy oh joy!
Yay! So glad someone gave him a home!
I have a radio interview at 6:40 am tomorrow. I was not made for morning radio.
Random thoughts:
Ralph Stanley looks so awesome.
I am on the phone with the mail order pharmacy to yell at them. This is so much fun.
Hey, did everyone know you can scramble an egg in the microwave?
Man, my sister got seriously messed up by that photograph.
I first found out about her issue a few years ago, when we went for dinner with a friend, and because of her dietary restrictions she pretty much got a custom order from the kitchen, and when the meal came out she refused to look at it, much less eat it. I wasn't being very sympathetic, because...dude, it was a lotus pod. But the person we were with put it on his plate instead, but that wasn't enough--she made him hide it underneath his salad.
Now she can't even reply to the email I put the link in, and she didn't even get to the first line of the article. Just seized up at the photo.
So now I have a Savla!Fort coined, but whenever would I need to substitute something for "cluster of holes"? I mean, apart from the vaginas--that's the obvious answer.
YAY Ralph Stanley!!!!
I don't think ita's sister would like this urban legend [link] known as "lotus boob".