A long name for a long tail.
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Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
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.
He's totally a Mr. Fancypants for one of his unofficial names. You can see it in his posture.
Wooster?
it all seemed a bit hopeless.
Welcome to investigating genealogy bounded by forced relocation and illiteracy. There's a bit of a wall there.
My maternal grandma is famed for her six kids spaced by five years each, where the youngest girl (she went boy-girl three times) thought the oldest was her mother (and I guess my mother just didn't say anything? Everyone is called by their names, so...) until a pretty traumatic revelation. If Aunt A had been Aunt G's daughter it would have been absolutely no thing. The thing was the 12 year old that quit school to stay with G and help raise A (I can see where Miss Mac was way over that stuff at this point). But then everyone got very used to that, and she lived with our family until she died of old age five or so years ago. And her daughter raised A's kids, and is now raising the kids of my third cousin.
Lorazampam starts acting in 15-20 minutes, generally, and lasts about 2-3 hours. Depending on dosage.
Pretty kitty! I like Sir Cecil Fancybottom.
My great-great-grandfather's barn was a secret depot for Quantrill's Raiders. And we have a copy (modern) of a cousin's diary during the Civil War. I did a report on it for 8th grade history class. And Jacob Sallee, who was a French Huguenot, who used to accuse the preacher of his church of being Satan.
My dad did a ton of genealogy, but the bete noire of all my genealogy-loving relative is some dude in the 1600's of Virginia, who changed his name deliberately or accidentally and thus FUBARS up an important chain leading back to England or Scotland. He's like Nessie.
He's totally a Mr. Fancypants for one of his unofficial names.
Oh, yes.
Ooh. Wooster is a good name. As would Bertie.
Oh, he's a pretty boy! He's gonna look so regal and posh in those floral chairs. He's definitely going to need a title.
Congrats, Anne! Have fun getting to know each other.
What ho, Mr. Cecilorenzebastibarr Wooster-Jeeves Fancypants (pronounced Smythe Jonze)!
I may have gotten a bit carried away with the name bit. But felicitations to both of you on finding each other.
He's a very decorative cat.
Casper? Ermine?
I wasn't super impressed by the pumpkin pop tarts. I think I didn't like the tart part enough to justify the filling.
Seven children? Better her than me, that's my reaction.
Hah--I'm still flabbergasted by the birth announcement I saw where a family with four daughters had another birth (wanting a boy?) and had TRIPLETS (two boys one girl, I think). Five is bad but seven? Eek.