Big excitement on the street: I heard car tires squealing down the street (in that "I Am Going Too Fast" way), then heard a loud crash. Of course I ran out on the porch and then walked down the street to see what happened. Apparently the driver of the car was being pursued by police, drove down our street, lost control, hit 3 cars about 1 block away from our house, then jumped out of their car and fled on foot. And now there is a police helicopter circling overhead.
And that is how I now know how many of my neighbors are working from home, because we all came out to gawk (and I now know we ALL wear jammie pants/sweatpants).
Ha! That is indeed the new business casual.
Well, hey! you were wearing PANTS!
I was late watching Tim Minchin's opening number for the 2020 BAFTAs, but picked it up last night. One of the lyrics was "Who designed your tracksuit?"
Considering some of the Zoom ... errors ... where people weren't wearing pants, I figure being covered should be sufficient.
Timelies all!
We have ordered a meal for 2-to-4 people from a local gourmet market. Probably will end up with leftovers(especially since we have no idea what Mr. S will eat, or how much), but that's ok by us.
Amy, Amyth can’t handle dairy or beef. I’m not aware of any other issues.
Thanks, Calli! Does dairy in a cookie count?
Fucking FINALLY.
About goddamn time.
We have one more great-nephew as of today! 8 pounds, 10 ounces, which made me wince just a little bit. CHONK.
