Wait--this *is* "SESS-il", right? And not "SEE-cil"?

I was assuming the latter, since Night Vale. Also, America, to be fair.

I think the disaster/soap balance is where I like it, based on the premiere.

For me it hinges on the path taken by Richard. That could go OTT for me. We shall see.

I was getting worried about the screaming of profanities emanating from of the apartments below until a "kick the damn field goal!" was thrown in amongst the string of fucks.

I'm afraid that Cecil reminds me of the seasick sea serpent.

I'm trying to start up mini365 projects again--see how many consecutive days of photos I can stitch together at a time before, you know, spoon issues.

We'll see. I need to learn my way around the new camera.

Cecil Fancypants McGee could work. (and yes, I'm leaning towards the Night Vale pronunciation of Cecil).

I'm going to give it another day or two, and see what sticks or what else comes to mind.

Right now, he's curled up on my lap.

The balance could easily shift, it's an unstable equilibrium at best. I'm assuming the open eyes weren't a fake out, And if that's wrong I'll have to re-evaluate big time. And it's getting to be a lot of kids, I hope they don't get too many plot lines.

Man, I really need to go grocery shopping; my only vegetables are lettuce and carrot tops and the cats are eating dog food.

Googling cabbage soup gets you borscht? Huh.

Eventually it does! Obviously many borscht recipes don't have it.

Is anyone else still watching Gray's? I think the disaster/soap balance is where I like it, based on the premiere.

Yeah, maybe. It might help me if they would stop reminded me about HOW MANY of their friends have died over the past seven (or whatever) years.

Oh, eventually. Yeah, that makes sense.

That history made the whole medical directive/next of kin discussion funnier, though.

True, true. Good times.

Finbarr Fancypants has a nice ring to it.

So, a coworker was talking to her boyfriend. Now, she has a tick, where she's multitasking and gets distracted and trails off mid-sentence when she's talking to you. So she is saying "I want to google something." Full stop, notion forgotten. So her boyfriend googles "Something" and finds the Something Store. Where for ten bucks, you'll get --wait for it-- something.

So she ordered something, we'll see what it is in a few days. It's guaranteed to be at least ten bucks worth, but sometimes it's a bit more according to reviews, but we figure that's a random gimmick to get more purchases. We're thinking about doing this for a Christmas White Elephant at work, take the agita out of finding a gift that could suit at least one coworker.

I checked out the website, and the list of things that they will not ship is hilarious. (I guess with the mystery of it, they have to be quite explicit about what they're dealing with).