For the same reason there are dark chocolate Reese's cups. To taunt us.

Back in the 70s, when Hubby and I were 16, a boy had a lot more leeway in hopping a ship and seeing the world than a girl did.

I never let reality get in the way of what I wanted my adventures to be. I never knew a 16 year old boy who would have been any likelier than me to get to hop a ship and see the world anyway. That was a culture and not a gender thing in my world.

People need to stop pronouncing "ACL" as a word. It's distracting to hear ackles talk from over the cube wall.

Ohh, funky tights. Nice call, Perkins.

I think riding boots are sort of classic, Jesse, aren't they?

I guess so? I don't know, I just need new everyday boots, I suddenly realized over the weekend.

What I really need is to DO MY FREAKING WORK. ISTG.

There seems to have been a furry convention in Addison this weekend

I wonder how you go about being paid to make costumes for furries? It seems like it might be lucrative.

I don't know if you read the article, Sophia, but yes, there does seem to be quite the market for it.

I am getting no work done due to snow again. It's hard to get started on a spreadsheet when I think we might be let out early.

What I really need is to DO MY FREAKING WORK. ISTG.

Me too!

There seems to have been a furry convention in Addison this weekend

I wonder how you go about being paid to make costumes for furries?

Hook up with some furries. (Not "hook up," like, HOOK UP, but, you know, thanks to the internet, there's gotta be a way for furries who need costumes and people who make costumes to intersect and come to a mutually agreeable pecuniary arrangement.)

I know you all were holding your breath. I think I found something: [link]

maybe walls that leaf green color, as warm of a tone of that shade as I can?

“We Pretend We Are Christians”

We are agnostics living deep in the heart of Texas and our family fakes Christianity for social reasons. It’s not so much for the sake of my husband or myself but for our young children. We found by experience that if we were truthful about not being regular church attenders, the play dates suddenly ended. Thus started the faking of the religious funk.

It seemed silly but it’s all very serious business down here. We don’t go to church or teach or children one belief is “right” over another. We expose them to every kind of belief and trust that they will one day settle in to their very own spirituality. However, for the sake of friends and neighbors, we pretend we are Christians. We try not to lie but rather not to disclose unnecessary information. As the children are getting older, this isn’t so easy for them and an outing is probably eminent.

I can think of about sixty more reasons to leave that sort of environment. They should bail.