It was hilarious and slightly out-of-control. The special guest was a country musician who's 83 years old, and he was either really confused or really stubborn. My vote is for about 30% confusion and 70% "I'm old and I can do whatever I want." It might have been a little frustrating for the people on stage, but it was hilarious to watch.
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.
Something to look forward to in the extras, I hope!
Got an e-mail about cars from my employee benefits thing. Looks like I get about a thousand bucks off new cars. At least the kind of cars I would shop for. That's kinda cool.
Betrayal! Husband sometimes brings home leftovers from his lunch, and I warmed up a calzone that was in the fridge. And it was full of olives! Ew!
The calzones betrayed you.
The calzones betrayed you.
I can't even read that sentence without laughing hysterically.
Leslie Knope warned us.
Since the election, I sometimes feel like two people. The first person is horrified and stressed and worried for marginalized groups.
The second person is enjoying the FUCK out of the Republicans and Trump stumbling around incompetently. Schadenfreude like I've never felt before.
I am Dana.
Lunch is ziti, no olives, btw.
I forgot to take any of my meds this morning. And they are all at home. Oops. Most of them should be fine to take when I get home and I can substitute my old prescription that I still have some pills from for the one that wouldn't be, I think...
ETA, nope, don't have those either. Oh well.