Book: Yes, I'd forgotten you're moonlighting as a criminal mastermind now. Got your next heist planned? Simon: No. But I'm thinking about growing a big black mustache. I'm a traditionalist.

'War Stories'


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.


Jesse - Dec 08, 2010 3:42:59 pm PST #9807 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

You can always tell it's pledge time when PBS is all boomer music and pseudo-science.

Seriously. I still don't understand how that works. Shouldn't it be like sweeps, with the best of the regular programming?


Spidra Webster - Dec 08, 2010 3:43:26 pm PST #9808 of 30001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

You can always tell it's pledge time when PBS is all boomer music and pseudo-science.

Just like you can tell a KPFA pledge drive by its solid day of Grateful Dead programming.


Sue - Dec 08, 2010 3:44:34 pm PST #9809 of 30001
hip deep in pie

WGBH. Oh, it IS Ed Sullivan. The TiVo guide was saying John Sebastian.


quester - Dec 08, 2010 3:45:50 pm PST #9810 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

OMG want.

Nice!


Nora Deirdre - Dec 08, 2010 3:46:30 pm PST #9811 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Have you ever been so frustrated about a situation that it makes you sick? A situation you have absolutely no control over, no way to get more information, but yet it will have a direct impact on you. So frustrated that you avoid the people involved and have a happy relationship with your bottle of Lorazapam.

CHRIST yes. This is what is happening with my tenant situation in MA. I'm starting to get spontaneous nosebleeds and burst blood vessels in my eye from all the strain and stress I have about it. And I can't tell Tom. But I need to steal his Ativan every once in a while. It's been going on since late August and I think it might be the end of me.


Nora Deirdre - Dec 08, 2010 3:47:04 pm PST #9812 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Also, Suzi, I am so fucking sorry you're dealing with this feeling, because no one should have to.


Theodosia - Dec 08, 2010 3:55:36 pm PST #9813 of 30001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

I'm watching a show on Discovery Health about morbidly obese teens. One of them has a mother who is constantly ASKING her son if he wants something to eat. I wish I could reach through the TV and strangle her.


Connie Neil - Dec 08, 2010 3:57:41 pm PST #9814 of 30001
brillig

Our PBS pledge drive is full of boomer music, self-help gurus, and Celtic Woman. The last few years, though, they've had to make public promises on Saturday night that despite all the "special" programming, Dr. Who will still air at its normal time. Apparently the switchboards got nasty the one year they pre-empted the Doctor.


beekaytee - Dec 08, 2010 4:02:33 pm PST #9815 of 30001
Compassionately intolerant

Hivemind question about vacuum cleaners...

I have a Eureka Whirlwind that is roughly 11 years old. I take it apart to clean fairly regularly, but recently it has begun smelling pretty strongly. Not of burned rubber, like a belt, but huge dusty/ick. It has a reasonable amount of suck, but definitely not at its highest potential.

What could be causing the smell?

Would it be unreasonable to try and rehab it myself? While I'm not entirely sure how to replace it, apparently they sell new air duct gaskets. I wonder if a new one would improve the suction.


sarameg - Dec 08, 2010 4:17:23 pm PST #9816 of 30001

I love it when I make someone's day. Haven't seen my next door neighbor for a bit, but saw her taking out the recycling and definitely wanted to share some cookies with her and thank her for doing the leaves last weekend. Completely freaked her out calling out to her from the deck in the dark, but she was soon thrilled, as she was dying for a dessert, and all she had to fit the bill was a chocolate calcium chew. But now she has chocolate spicy dulce de leche cookies! YAY!