🎶I feel the earth move under my feet 🎶
Xander ,'Lessons'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
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.
Earth just quaked.
Hellmouth is trying to open.
It's late, 45's inauguration speech was almost 6 years ago.
I was heartbroken to read about tWitch.
Timelies all!
Went to my comic book store for the first time in I don’t know how long. Going by the number of comic books I had waiting, well over 6 months.
(I don’t have many subscriptions)
Have I told you all what happened to my boss’s car? His car was stolen in the middle of the night at the end of August. A few days later, he’s watching TikTok waiting for the gym to open and….
Let’s let NBC take it from there. [link]
ETA: better link [link]
(His is the black car.)
I think he was most annoyed that they added a pine tree 🌲 air freshener.
Nicest man in the world, and an absolute magnet for drama.
What a bounty Sheryl!
Brenda, his car was stolen in Chicago?
No, he lives in Long Island. Which makes the NY part make more sense -oops)
Laura, I'm so glad Brendon is okay, but, ugh, what a mess to deal with. Much worse for the licenseless teen, though.
brenda, yikes! That's wild. Poor guy.
An acquaintance here (also a friend of bonny, who introduced us back when I was trying to deal with my dad's fancy cars) is going through horrendous and utterly bureaucratic-black-comedy stolen-car woes right now; a cherished old car, not all *that* valuable but quirky and beloved and full of sentimental value, was stolen from his Berkeley driveway. The car is definitely somewhere in San Francisco and someone keeps parking it illegally in one particular neighborhood and getting tickets that are sent to him, and other car folks in the Bay Area are constantly spotting it and trying to call the police, but the parking citation team and the actual criminal-investigations team at the SFPD are apparently not really communicating so every time someone calls in a report of STOLEN CAR PARKED RIGHT OUTSIDE MY HOUSE, THE OWNER DESPERATELY WANTS IT BACK, nobody official gets there until after it's been moved (but generally in the meantime someone else has written it a ticket).
Guinea pig update: The wee girls remain unbelievably cute and also unbelievably shy and unbelievably fast. I want to cuddle them all the damn time, but they're still mostly feral and I don't want to traumatize them with my big lummox affections and giant hands and big Brobdingagian face.
Matilda update: So, so stressed about finals. Nearly done, but still unbearably stressed. She puts so much pressure on herself; I swear it isn't us, it's all coming from her.