Oh, damn damn damn. Harbin Hot Springs is gone, destroyed by the Valley Fire: [link]
That place was essential to my sanity (what there was of it) in my twenties.
Zombies! Hyena people! Snyder!
Student ,'Touched'
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.
Karl - Sep 14, 2015 2:26:01 pm PDT #5393 of 30003
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.
Dana - Sep 14, 2015 2:30:02 pm PDT #5394 of 30003
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
I'm sorry, Karl. I flipped past some fire footage on the news, and it looked awful.
Connie Neil - Sep 14, 2015 2:34:02 pm PDT #5395 of 30003
brillig
And we're getting lovely, lovely rain, which should finish putting out that fire on the other side of the mountain.
Juliebird - Sep 14, 2015 3:04:04 pm PDT #5396 of 30003
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
Holy fucking shit my brother is dead.
No, this is not another brother, this is final realization.
This everything I hoped for. Hooray, this is to everything I hoped for.
Holy shit, this is awful.
meara - Sep 14, 2015 3:09:00 pm PDT #5397 of 30003
Yeah, sometimes a cab (or uber) is the best/fastest plan. But dang, I was hoping maybe you were in Sacramento--I'll be there tomorrow. :)
erikaj - Sep 14, 2015 3:21:47 pm PDT #5398 of 30003
Always Anti-fascist!
Hey, glad to see you, sorry about your place. I had very little sanity in my own twenties, just a black cloud that followed me.
Zenkitty - Sep 14, 2015 3:32:11 pm PDT #5399 of 30003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Much sympathy for you and your conflicting feelings, Juliebird. It's understandable, and I'm sorry.
Ginger - Sep 14, 2015 3:35:02 pm PDT #5400 of 30003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I'm sorry, Juliebird. That ton of bricks is hard to bear.
sarameg - Sep 14, 2015 3:38:33 pm PDT #5401 of 30003
Julie, be kind with yourself.
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Let me share with you all a disturbing occurrence:
The moment you realize that the gentleman who is wearing the ittybitty flame-emblazoned speedo and standing on the deck of the pool doing post-swim hip rolls and thrusts (and yes, as lewd looking as it sounds,) is a coworker. Not one you've worked with, but still.
Now magnify this terrible reality with the dawning realization that without the benefit of foggy googles, it is also evident that his speedo has hit a vaguely translucent stage in full illumination of the setting sun.
I hope I NEVER have to work with him. My first words might be " you need a new swimsuit!"
billytea - Sep 14, 2015 4:07:35 pm PDT #5402 of 30003
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
The Translucent Speedos would however be an excellent name for a college rock band.
The Foggy Googles would be an excellent name for any band.