Happy Birthday Dana!
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.
Speaking of super crafts, I've been using some soap I made yonks ago, which is an oval with a star in the middle, and now I'm really considering making some more and trying to make a Captain America shield with them.
Happy Birthday Dana!
I mean he's no Charles Nelson Riley or Paul Lynde who are my all-time favorite Game Show people.
They are my favorites too. And now I like Richard Dawson better. I always thought he was a little sweaty. I saw this really great movie of his one man show "Life of Reilly" on Netflix. It was very enjoyable.
I thought Richard Dawson was creepy too. Sorry, dude, to not understand you.
I thought he'd already been dead for a decade or more.
I almost had a funny autocorrect incident, but I caught it. I wanted to text my student to see if the could come (to work) on Tuesday. Somehow autocorrect changed it to "Can you bone on Tuesday".
Oh dear.
Happy Birthday, Dana and Ellie!
I always liked Richard Dawson--he was in The Great Escape, right?
I am back and sore after a wonderful derby tournament in Milwaukee (and seeing brenda, to boot).
The only hiccup was the fact that as I was lacing up to warm up before playing a very tough bout, my sister called me to tell me my mom probably has colon cancer. Excellent timing, Sis.
Happy birthday, guys!
My family deliberately delayed telling me about my mother's cancer. Wouldn't say anything until I was at home, and that was about 8 hours between when they first called and when they told me.
It seems vague in retrospect. Like, I can't work out why they did it, and I can't work out why it annoyed me.
I hope it's absolutely *nothing* for your mom, Cashmere.
My mother's chemo is done, and she has the "more cancer?" test on the day before her birthday. My sister is freaking out, my mother is laissez faire, and I'm just avoiding reacting at all. Well, except for the part where my heart rate exploded as I typed this.
I woke up this morning with a bandanna tied around my head. Jesus. I have a vague memory of doing this in the middle of the night in order to combat my headache, but I have *never* done that for a headache before. I mean, I don't like the pressure.
So I've got no idea what that was about.
At least I have tea...