Karate sounds like a good thing.
You guys, I have so much more work to do today, and I don't know if I have it in me. And I have lots of meetings tomorrow, including three interviews, so not much chance there, either.
'Out Of Gas'
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.
Karate sounds like a good thing.
You guys, I have so much more work to do today, and I don't know if I have it in me. And I have lots of meetings tomorrow, including three interviews, so not much chance there, either.
Timelies all!
~ma to you and your mother, Anne.
Today in Weirdness at your Library: this afternoon a man asked me where he could get poison on the black market (eventually it seemed clear that he was suicidal, so we got the social worker involved, but for a while there I was worried he wanted to kill someone else); just now, a young man requested our copy of "Embalming: history, theory, and practice."
Well, winter *is* coming.
In most circumstances I'd give the embalming guy a pass. I've researched a few quirky topics myself. But coming after the suicidal customer, I'd be way more prone to jump to other kinds of conclusions.
Where is the black market, anyway?
Underground.
t for the win
Tales of the weird, aka, welcome to the Buffistas.
I walked into the dojo and told my sensei I wanted to hit things. SI put on my bag gloves and punched and kicked the Wavemaster for 30 minutes. I'm so tired now, but the brain is less manic.
He missed a chance to get his car waxed.