That sounds almost as good as a donut hula hoop.
'Beneath You'
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
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I really want a donut hula hoop.
Or just a donut.
Donut hula hoop is hard to beat, though. Man-Squirrel may not quite make it. Maybe if he'd brought donuts.
Is it sad it's the finished attic I'm jonesing after in that dream?
Is it sad it's the finished attic I'm jonesing after in that dream?
No way. I'd kill for a finished attic. (Although the sad truth is that it would just be a nice place to put all our crap.)
The man-squirrel kind of reminds me of the sister in Terriers.
Oh, good one, Sophia. Good old Ceiling Cat.
Although the sad truth is that it would just be a nice place to put all our crap.
What are houses for, except to provide you with nice places to put all your crap?
Is it sad it's the finished attic I'm jonesing after in that dream?
I've been pondering getting the attic finished, with or without Ceiling Man-Squirrel. It may be prohibitively expensive for making a nice place to keep my stuff, though.
I don't even have pull down access to my attic - the hatch is in my tiny hallway right in front of the bathroom so it is a huge hassle to get a ladder in there. I have fantasies/long-range plans to cut a hole in the ceiling of one of the bedrooms and put in permanent stairs, and then start putting in floors and whatnot up there. I think I would enjoy doing it myself, but that's me.
I had a very strange dream last night. I was on Saturday Night Live. Not hosting or one of the cast, but like they picked someone out of the audience to be in a few sketches. So I was trying to call people and tell them to watch. I got through my first sketch fine (don't have a clue what it was, but in the dream it was very detailed) and then someone was showing me how to go through a secret passage from one side of the stage to the other and somehow I fell off the passage onto the stage, landing on my feet with a big "ta-da". After that my phone blew up with messages from people saying my "ta-da" was brilliant.
WTF?