My cousin, who is a science professor, sometimes emails me grammar questions about papers she's grading or writing herself. She sent me one today with the subject line "Colon!" And I was a little hesitant to open it, because she's a microbiologist and often shares links about fecal transplant with me.

(It was legit about punctuation. Whew.)

Timelies all!

We also still have the DVD option for Netflix. In fact we use it much more than the streaming part.(A lot of stuff we want to see isn't available on streaming.)

Us too. (also I am the tech "brains":--how sad is that?

Okay, I guess my pie in the sky ambitions for this weekend are to: 1) install XKit, and b) dust my entire bedroom, including under the bed and in the closet and inside the computer tower. I am looking at dust reduction tips on the internets, so this probably will involve some decluttering.

do you work with me? This is my life.

Ha ha. Ha?

Them: "But I disagree with this decision so it shouldn't apply to me!"

Me: "I think you have a fundamental misunderstanding of the situation. Please note that within the context of our working relationship, I am The Man."

I don't understand how it's happened that my Tumblr dash is slim on fandoms I'm actually into, and chock-full of one I don't care about. I wish my Tumblr friends would tag their fan posts. But then, I often post without tagging, so I'm guilty too. I don't post much fanart though. If I could just block posts about one particular fandom, I'd be happy. I don't hate it, I just want to stem the tide.

Would it be wrong to correct strangers on FetLife about comic book characters? The question was "Catwoman or Wonder Woman [BINAO], and why?" One person (who I fully admit I dislike for reasons) answered "I have to go with Wonder Woman all the way because you KNOW I cannot resist a woman with a whip!"

NOPE. GFTO.

(I will not correct her, because she doesn't know me, but seriously? WONDER WOMAN DOESN'T HAVE A WHIP, YOU HALF-WIT.)

(Ahem. I *may* be tripping balls on migraine meds at this point.)

(Ahem. I *may* be tripping balls on migraine meds at this point.)

Maybe so, but it doesn't mean I'm not going to be actively looming for a reason to shout that at somebody.

BTW, I haven't had any visual hallucinations today. As of yet, Jesus must be manifesting in someone else's leftover pizza.

That or Kato ate him.

I mean, Catwoman was on my wedding cupcakes. WITH A WHIP. (Because that's how we roll.) I might need to post that picture over there, with a pointed glare.

BTW, I haven't had any visual hallucinations today. As of yet, Jesus must be manifesting in someone else's leftover pizza.

That or Kato ate him.

My dog is such a heretic.

My dog is such a heretic.

Hey, we each worship in our own way.

This is my body, which is...

::Lapsed Catholic ducks real low to avoid lightning::