I was in McDonald's enjoying their air conditioning and some ice cream (I don't care if it's not ice cream, it's damned good), and one of the TVs was showing a hot rod event with various vehicles: funny cars, top fuel, motorcycles, etc. I was surprised at the number of women competing head to head with the men. The final of the funny car was a man and a woman, and the motorcycle final was two women. Could it be there is one area of sports where "you got beat by a girl" is no longer a pejorative? (The man won on the funny car, but it looked like the woman's car blew out something halfway down the track)
Natter 74: Ready or Not
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.
Heh. I set up the steps I got that I hope will make it easier for Walter to get up on my bed (he typically sleeps under my bed at night, but he used to like lying on my bed during the day and he hasn't been doing that lately, I think because getting up there is harder for him (also, the steps fold up so we can use them with the car which has also become more of a challenge)) but he cannot be bothered getting up of his bed to try getting on mine. I guess I will, in fact, let the sleeping dog lie.
Next on my agenda: grocery shopping. It should probably be starting some laundry so that's going while I grocery shop, but I don't think I can be that efficient.
Tried to watch one on pegging rose bushes, but I am too much a 12 year old and dude in the video literally said pegging 7 times in the first 30 seconds. I was on the floor. (Don't ask me what it is, I couldn't make it through the video.)
I can imagine, since I just giggled the first time I read it when you said it, and was relieved when you then mentioned you fell prey to the same immaturity.
I am ready to flip out on my child. I just CAN NOT today.
Self-publishing on Amazon.
That looks intriguing.
USA women beat Japan 5-2 in the World Cup!!!
Yahoo!!!!!
Yayyy!
Wooo!!!
I am now envisioning you all becoming characters on Questionable Content. Please make this happen.
I'm already basically Hanners. (Okay, no, not really. I'm only really like her when it comes to my anxiety. My house would be spotless if I had her OCD approach to cleanliness.)
I do identify with her in a LOT of random moments, though. Like this one: [link] I remember wondering the exact same thing, way back in the day, but I was too embarrassed to ask any of my more experienced friends.