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'Why We Fight'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
She is in HEB! Actually I think there aren't any close.
Spidra, they make one 26" which is probably just fine for an adult.
come down to Haight Street with me and we'll stop and see if we can find a dress/costume/pair of pretty shoes/Disney movie for you.
That would TOTALLY work on me. But so would a cheese steak. just not sweets.
Food bribery will never work on Grace, but I can coax her anywhere if I promise that she'll get to ride in a shopping cart. Or that I'll carry her.
Noah and K spent today at UCLA for the 4 hours I was teaching. Real Madrid is practicing on UCLA's fields all week for an exposition match with the Galaxy so it's been sort of clusterfucky. But I think they still had fun. The report is that the botanical garden has HUNDREDS of turtles.
That's cool, Cash. I'm not sure that it can take all the Spidra that I have grown to be in middle age, though.
Food, NSM.
Oh she'll go for french fries. Which we did. Donuts did not happen.
After that, we hopped on the N-Judah, rode through the tunnel and got out at Dog Park (aka, Duboce Park). Where we played at the playground rather briefly, and then played with the dogs (and admittedly, the dog fountain) for an extended stretch.
Dogs met: Zoe, the French bulldog (b/w, very sweet), Ruffles the big black mutt, Rudy the Rhodesian Ridgeback who was very happy to play with Ferdinand the Staffordshire Terrier. Both big dogs doing the big dog roughhousing thing, but totally mellow at the dog fountain where Matilda took care of them; also Pablo the Corgi and Star the Pomeranian.
We mostly petted Zoe, though as she was quite content to have her butt rubbed. Matilda was taken with her little pink bow (which matched the pink streak in her owners hair).
There was also a lot of climbing on the dog fence.
On the train back, Matilda stared openly at the tall slender dancer type with long, curly red hair. The dancer chatted with her but Matilda was too awestruck to do much until we got off the bus and then speculated about the "pretty red haired lady's" husband.
Three hour outing. Now I'm hoping she conks down for a nap.
I have to say, while the flavor of this beet-cucumber soup is fine, if delicate, I LOVE eating hot pink soup!!
I'd take a nap after that.
What I just said to the dog. Out loud and in public:
"Do not choke on this, because if I have to Heimlich you you will freak right the fuck out."
I'm not sure how much of that she got. But no choking!
ION, now that I've sunk all my money into car, it appears that BOTH dog and I have major dental surgery in our near future. Fuckity.
Ugh. Six kids drown in the river in my hometown. One fell in, the six went in to help. The first kid is the only survivor.
Oh jesus.