Bob says after dinner with meara "she was nice. But all the Buffy-istas are!" Also, he says she reminded him of sarameg. Aww.

Aww! Hi sarameg! :)

the bar menu must be awesome! "I'm sloppy," "I'm depressed," "I'm in denial."

That would be awesome."I can't feel my face!"

House Hunters is in Las Vegas and the realtor just described something from 1989 as an older home in a more established neighborhood. It is different out there!

Wow. I mean, I can see how that would be, in Vegas, given the boom they had. But dang!

1950/60s is old here. You would really have to look in the suburb community to find anything much older. Now in downtown areas and older county-seat rural communities you can find quite a few early 1900s and some late 1800s homes.

Good luck with the pie.

I'm celebrating fall by making onion soup and gussied up Trader Joes pumpkin bread. My apartment smells delicious.

I went to UNC-Chapel Hill, back in the late 80s. There were some rich people there and a lot of middle class people. Sports aside, there was only one merit scholarship offered by the school. But you could get a full semester--tuition, fees, and books--for well under $3,000, because at the time there was strong state support. That has since been cut way back. There was a fair bit of work study, too. I was in dorms for all of undergrad, because it was cheaper than apartments. My sister went to an expensive, private liberal arts college (full scholarship). I haven't noticed a substantive difference in our educational outcomes.

OLD is pre-1900, people.

There's an amusing Time Team (British archaeology) show where they come over to Jamestown to see how Americans do thing. They're working in the Jamestown cemetary, and the American archaeologist asks if the way the corpse is laid out is the same way that English people of the same era are laid out.

The Brits say, "Well, we don't really know, because most of the cemeteries from the late 1600s are too new and still in use, so we can't excavate in them." "Too new?" the American said, surprised. "Oh, right," the Brit said, "you folk don't have as much history to play with as we do." Things are a bit prickly between the two groups for the next little bit.

I was trying to find out more about the Kenya mall stuff, and found this article about 200-pound adolescent anorexics. [link]

the point is that eating disorders come in all shapes and sizes and physicians aren't properly diagnosing.

OK, House Hunters is in Las Vegas and the realtor just described something from 1989 as an older home in a more established neighborhood. It is different out there! (NB: I think my parents' house is not that old, and it's possibly 100 years old.)

This is basically the start of the contemporary era for Vegas-- none of the megaresorts we identify with Vegas were up until after 89. From living in Vegas in the 80s and Phoenix in the 90s those cities changed vastly in that time frame.

"We've redecorated this building to how it looked over FIFTY YEARS AGO! No, surely not! No! Noone was alive then!" /Izzard courtesy of "Europe, where the history comes from"

I think of my house as old, being it was built in 1900. There are surviving houses in my neighborhood as much as a hundred years older, though.

So a friend forwarded a job announcement in PDX, and one of the requirements is "knowledge of the Oregon Mortuary and Cemetary Board laws and regulations."

I... yeah. Well. I suspect the universe of people possessed of that specific knowledge might not overlap too much with all the other job requirements (it's a public-sector position as a program manager for a group of historic cemetaries).

Ah, well. Never mind.

Back to work. (If I get enough done this afternoon, I can take the dogs for a long run on Tuesday morning without feeling guilty.)

I grew up in Victorians and a late 1800's farmhouse, so I've always had a bias against anything more modern. And a massive prejudice against 1950's suburban architecture as exemplified on Long Island, where you could look down the street and see the same blueprints, only mirror-reversed for variety's sake. Crazy to think that people used to order houses out of a Sears & Roebuck catelogue.