I think that should get you free therapy for life. Like, a clause on your health insurance, or that life contract we all sign at birth.
Someone just passed me an interesting AV Club interview with Donal Logue: [link] He does discuss Terries, judging by the headline, but I can only read the first page before leaving for work, so I'm only really up to Blade.
In other disaster news, a guy who in-person-saw the Boston Marathon bombing also saw the fertilizer plant explosion in West, Texas this week.
I feel like there's always a story like that - the guy who survived both Hiroshima and Nagasaki springs to mind.
My dad just emailed to say that the bomber's house is about 10 blocks from the building he and my mom lived in when they met. (She had just moved to Boston and rented a room in his apartment.)
Fortunately it's nowhere near where my brother lives now, or my aunt.
OMG, monday morning quarterbacks make me crazy. There's speculation and then there is Making Up Theories To Make U Luk SMRT.
It just makes me think you're a dumbass.
The bombers live on the same street as my friend Bob and they've played basketball in his driveway. He and his husband have been evacuated by the FBI.
I am paralyzed with shock and grief. I called out of work today. Should put the computer down and watch some Community or Friends or classic HIMYM.
Jesus, Nora.
A friend of a friend posted pictures on FB of the SWAT team in his yard.
Boy, what the fuck a thing to wake up to. I turned on the Today Show, and they had a live report from a guy who was prostrate on the ground, after the cops told them all to get down, get down!
This is surreal.