Yeah, one wing of the hospital is the American Family Children's Hospital. It makes for some interesting decor in places.
Fun! Children's Hospital in Philly is like that, too -- all different colors and themes.
'The Message'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yeah, one wing of the hospital is the American Family Children's Hospital. It makes for some interesting decor in places.
Fun! Children's Hospital in Philly is like that, too -- all different colors and themes.
I finally have use of my laptop again, and a plumbing tube of flexible clear plastic to keep my idiot cats from chewing on the new power cord. Hopefully they won't find something more vital or expensive to destroy next.
My worst losses to lightning were years apart and very similar. Lime trees. One in the back yard that produced these super large mild limes and then a dozen years later a standard lime in the front yard. Note that lime trees are lightning rods.
edit to change lime production to past tense, sniff
a plumbing tube of flexible clear plastic to keep my idiot cats from chewing on the new power cord
Clever idea!
Steph, that needs to exist as a sketch on something like Funny or Die.
Yeah, it does.
My company's headquarters is three connected buildings, two of which are squares with central courtyards, so there are a lot of turns to get anywhere. New people get lost a lot. GPS would be helpful. Directions to my department include "turn left at Marconi" referring to a bust at a three-way hallway junction.
eta I am asleep
Monday:
It's really hot here,
I tried to go to Target on the way home, and the power was out.
The pile of laundry I didn't put away over the weekend didn't get done by the magic elves
Not Monday: I got a $25 Amazon gift card as part of a going the extra mile award.
Oh, we've been shot at in our work, so I guess we can have an opinion! Well, aimed at. And my sister's been shot at! So yay for us!
I've never been shot at, but my dad's office was once held hostage by a guy with a gun, if that counts. (It was a very stupid guy with a gun -- he didn't notice that the office had a back door, and nearly everybody left through that, and then the police came in and arrested him.)
I didn't quite go full ScarJo, but I left A LOT of hair on the salon floor today. I'm pleased with the result.
It looks Fan-fucking-tastic! So good on you.
So you know what's a bit of cockblocking? Getting your new MiniMac plugging in all the cables and then realizing that your old monitor is so old that it won't jack into your Thunderbolt port (porn?). So I headed back down to the Apple Store for the third time in two days and bought an adaptor keeping in mind that the odds of getting the right adaptor on the first try are somewhat less than 50%.
But...it worked. So after much sweat and stress I had a clean data transfer, clean iTunes update and maintained all of my playlists.
Now I just need a fancy monitor.
Also, shrift's new haircut look so so good.
If people who have never been bitten can make rules stating that I am no longer allowed to perform manual restraints on someone who is trying to bite me, then people who have never been shot at can have opinions about police accountability.
multiple people called him on his logical fallacy argument (something we studied at our high school, so he should know about). He next resorted to insults, calling my friend in anther post a 'douche like Sharpton." He's a classy guy. Wonder why I never liked him. True story, he was a senior when I was in 8th grade (really small school, we all knew each other, plus my brother was in 11th grade) and I have an X over every picture in that year's yearbook of him. While I had crushes on at least half the upper class guys and he was considered "cute" and I will even admit had a good body, he was mean and made fun of people and did so in ways to embarrass them in front of others. He was a bully in a school that really wasn't big enough for cliques. trash of a person.