Mal: Then I call it a win. What's the problem? Inara: Should I start with the part where you're stranded in the middle of nowhere, or the part where you have no clothes?

'Trash'


Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served  

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.


Tom Scola - Aug 28, 2018 6:48:23 am PDT #28910 of 30002
Mr. Scola’s wardrobe by Botany 500

Shed of the year finalists.

I think I like the Shed and Breakfast the best.


-t - Aug 28, 2018 6:58:34 am PDT #28911 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Mmm, I need to up my shed game.


Dana - Aug 28, 2018 7:10:16 am PDT #28912 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

I love this thing now where you call doctor's offices and almost never get a person. You just get voicemail. And then you leave a message. Which they may or may not return.


-t - Aug 28, 2018 7:17:48 am PDT #28913 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Oh, right, I have to do that. Call a doctor's office and probably get a voicemail, I mean.

Boss brought in Krispy Kreme this morning. Some sort of lemon cream is apparently a limited time flavor - it's pretty good. I have always made it a practice to only eat Krispy Kreme when it's hot, and these were not, but still pretty good.


Steph L. - Aug 28, 2018 7:46:10 am PDT #28914 of 30002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Oddly, emailing my doctor's office gets a pretty quick response (sometimes within an hour or 2), because my doctor stays on top of his email. This means I completely bypass the awful front-desk staff, which is a big win.

ION, I had a filling replaced this morning, which is fine, but I'm starving and waiting for my mouth to not be numb so I can eat some dang lunch. t stomach rumble


Dana - Aug 28, 2018 7:48:57 am PDT #28915 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Our PCP is good with the electronic system. My neurologist, who's in the same giant healthcare conglomerate, does not use the system. So the call that I made Thursday or Friday to leave a voicemail asking them to get a prior authorization for my migraine drug apparently went into the wind, as today I called back, left a voicemail, got a call directing me to someone else, left a voicemail, and got a call back saying that she could start on that, and how much medication did I have left.

Well, about four days less than when I left the first voicemail.


Jesse - Aug 28, 2018 8:02:05 am PDT #28916 of 30002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I'm pretty happy with my large healthcare office -- you basically always get a person, or at least a timely callback, in my (limited) experience.

I just found the email I sent at this time last year asking to take off Friday, and I'm going to do it again! I can't take this week. I'm so bored! Not that there's not stuff I could be doing, but it just feels like what's the point? And a four-day weekend sounds nice.


-t - Aug 28, 2018 8:10:33 am PDT #28917 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Friday is my regularly scheduled 9/80 day off, so that's nice. Yay 4 day weekend!

Getting through the remaining 3 days pf this week is still a challenge, though.

ETA and I still need to call my dr office. Better do that now...


-t - Aug 28, 2018 8:16:14 am PDT #28918 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

And reached a person who is going out of her way to get me an appointment before October. I actually wouldn't mind waiting until October, but I might need a refill before then. Should count my pills and see.


billytea - Aug 28, 2018 11:23:16 am PDT #28919 of 30002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Didn't Australia once have a prime minister get eaten by a shark? I vaguely remember hearing that years ago ... or he went in swimming and didn't come out?

We did! That was Harold Holt, a Liberal Party PM from the '60s. He was a keen ocean swimmer, headed out one day in rough conditions and disappeared without trace. One conspiracy theory opines that he was picked up by a submarine and defected to China.

Anyway, given that he was believed to have drowned at sea, naturally he is commemorated in his home city of Melbourne by the Harold Holt Memorial Swimming Centre.