Wow you were not kidding, Jesse, what an asshole!
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
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.
I'm so glad to have shared that with all of you.
The tornado klaxon was going off in the bar and we kept losing the satellite signal before the game started, but everyone made it here safely and we have ordered much food and drink.
Have fun!
Is it bad that I knew without having to look that it was about the French guy who decided to insufferably couch surf indefinitely?
Enjoy, shrift!
I am stuck in the salt lake airport for another hour. So annoyed. But otoh it forced me to do some more work than I might've otherwise? Maybe? I was supposed to get in at 4pm and had planned to do work after working out and dinner. Instead dinner was yogurt and overpriced broccoli slaw from a random airport place, and workout will hopefully happen in the morning (...someone remind me I really need to do that). Ugh. Two travel dramas in two trips. I'm not feeling this job.
meara, it sounds like you should have a glass of wine with your slaw.
Things I learned today that I was previously unaware of: there is in fact a Castle Frankenstein in Germany which predates the Mary Shelley novel by centuries and once had a creepy alchemist/possible grave robber in residence. And it has a restaurant for tourists.
I spent three hours on the telephone today trying to find out why I got a bill saying my monthly health insurance premium was $1,600. I was unable to live blog this experience, because I started the day be spilling coffee on my keyboard, and I was waiting for it to dry.
The answer is too complicated to bear, but includes having the Health Care Exchange cancel my tax credit because "other sources" indicated my income doesn't qualify and Kaiser having an unrelated system bug that doubled premium amounts. After having the entire Affordable Care Act read to me, I theoretically have a tax credit again, but have to pay the two months.
No one, however, told me his life story or discussed his sweating, so I'm ahead of Zenkitty.
Ah, Father's Day. I'm glad I no longer have to spend 30 minutes looking at cards trying to find one that did not imply my father was even adequate.
That is full on bullshit, Ginger. Ugh!
Things I learned today that I was previously unaware of: there is in fact a Castle Frankenstein in Germany which predates the Mary Shelley novel by centuries and once had a creepy alchemist/possible grave robber in residence. And it has a restaurant for tourists.
OMG must go there!