I walk. I talk. I shop, I sneeze. I'm gonna be a fireman when the floods roll back. There's trees in the desert since you moved out. And I don't sleep on a bed of bones.

Buffy ,'Chosen'


Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Strix - Nov 28, 2010 2:10:12 pm PST #7785 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

You know what's weird? I would have been prepared if it was a zombie, but I have no coyote plan.

BWAH! Love this, so much (because it's TRUE.)


Jessica - Nov 28, 2010 2:11:41 pm PST #7786 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Hec's leftovers stories are making me even more sad that I didn't host T-day this year.

Next time I'm 35 weeks pregnant during the holidays, I'm damn well cooking a turkey anyway. (Throwing a latke party next weekend would be insane, right? Even though it would require me to eat massive quantities of fried potatoes?)


DavidS - Nov 28, 2010 2:46:21 pm PST #7787 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Hec's leftovers stories are making me even more sad that I didn't host T-day this year.

My stuffin' muffins came out great, btw. I even had to take pictures of them they looked so pretty.

And they were very easy to do since I had all the ingredients lying around after cooking Thanksgiving.

Now I can send a couple in with JZ for her lunch with a side of the rich, sherry laced veggie gravy.


Pix - Nov 28, 2010 2:50:06 pm PST #7788 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.

Allyson, if you and K want to run away but can't make it all the way to the cabin, you are more than welcome to join our annual urban family Thanksgiving next year. We always have a great time, and it's no drama with good food. Just throwing it out there.


aurelia - Nov 28, 2010 3:10:43 pm PST #7789 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

One summer I found myself about 10 feet away from a young coyote. I said, "Oh, hello. Where did you come from?" and he whirled around to look at me, then ran away.


Scrappy - Nov 28, 2010 3:11:24 pm PST #7790 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Whoa, Allyson. That's cool, yet scary.


Jesse - Nov 28, 2010 3:12:13 pm PST #7791 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Eek!


Trudy Booth - Nov 28, 2010 3:12:57 pm PST #7792 of 30001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

I know it hurts still, Allyson, but I'm now extra glad you brought Oliver in.


bon bon - Nov 28, 2010 3:15:50 pm PST #7793 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Yeah, I don't think coyotes are scarifying. They're always out and about at my parents' place, and where I run. They're easy to scare off. (This is oddly the second time I've mentioned this this weekend).

So, picked up the cats from boarding for the first time and cool-as-a-cucumber Kripkat escaped. Thrice. Not sure what we'll do about Christmas.


Allyson - Nov 28, 2010 3:29:07 pm PST #7794 of 30001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

I've seen mountain lions and bobcats at JPL. The deer just walk up to you and say, "hey, how ya doin? got any apples?"

We're super urban, here, and he was just a few feet away from me. Freaked me out.

There's another freeze advisory. In a just world, Oliver would be stuffing himself full of leftover turkey and then napping front of the heater. I just washed his blanket.

Mona is curled up with her head in my lap, and Ruby is curled up in her basket. I sprinkled crumbled bacon from breakfast in their kibble this morning.

They're going to live forever, you know.