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Nov. 10th, 2008 11:55 amMy friend - that you could see the strange, brave new landscape of American politics. I can only wonder what your acerbic take on situation would be. Likely something involving a great deal of Wild Turkey and a stock pile of firearms that you kept, no matter who ran things. Mahalo, HST.
A Jewish rabbi in Wyoming is attempting to drum up attendance at Temple by baking bread and randomly dropping by local Jewish person's homes and giving them said bread (with no strings attached, just a feel-good, how ya doing thing.) Apparently this is an old custom.
Who knew I was a semi-practicing Jew?
My Mr Bailey's lump has grown a lump. I was told by Vet #1 it was a wart. I'm not thinking that is the case anymore, and it makes me concerned. Need to schedule vet appt.
Went and saw Dentist #2 about Dentist #1. Dentist #2 had much better bedside manner, and with Dentist #2's say-so, I shall be calling to schedule procedure with Dentist #1.
Agricultural-grade cedar fence posts are a pain in the ass to find, and bloody freaking expensive when you do.
It takes a long time to realize that having experienced one of the greatest emotional pains, you are now better able to understand some of the world's greatest art on a level many others never will.
Doesn't negate the fact that experiencing that pain Sucked Balls.
Pats won. Woot.
I need to vaccum and fold laundry. Where has the time gone?
Children of Winter got my snow-game on. You can't help but be swayed by the infectious passion of winter people while crammed into a little theater watching dare-devils fling themselves down ridiculous runs set to a really decent soundtrack. Everyone leaves wanting to see it snowing. There's a great quote about it I have to hunt up.
I left my mundanes in CT at the event. Now begins the process of trying to hunt them down again. *Sigh*
I have a lot to do, and seemingly not a lot of time to do it. Looking forward to the Thanksgiving break - hopefully it will give me some time to put my head on while putting in fence posts, (if we can find some reasonably.)
Coworker, (who only has to breathe to get the hair on the back of my neck to stand up,) is back again, breathing down my neck. Joy.
- k.
A Jewish rabbi in Wyoming is attempting to drum up attendance at Temple by baking bread and randomly dropping by local Jewish person's homes and giving them said bread (with no strings attached, just a feel-good, how ya doing thing.) Apparently this is an old custom.
Who knew I was a semi-practicing Jew?
My Mr Bailey's lump has grown a lump. I was told by Vet #1 it was a wart. I'm not thinking that is the case anymore, and it makes me concerned. Need to schedule vet appt.
Went and saw Dentist #2 about Dentist #1. Dentist #2 had much better bedside manner, and with Dentist #2's say-so, I shall be calling to schedule procedure with Dentist #1.
Agricultural-grade cedar fence posts are a pain in the ass to find, and bloody freaking expensive when you do.
It takes a long time to realize that having experienced one of the greatest emotional pains, you are now better able to understand some of the world's greatest art on a level many others never will.
Doesn't negate the fact that experiencing that pain Sucked Balls.
Pats won. Woot.
I need to vaccum and fold laundry. Where has the time gone?
Children of Winter got my snow-game on. You can't help but be swayed by the infectious passion of winter people while crammed into a little theater watching dare-devils fling themselves down ridiculous runs set to a really decent soundtrack. Everyone leaves wanting to see it snowing. There's a great quote about it I have to hunt up.
I left my mundanes in CT at the event. Now begins the process of trying to hunt them down again. *Sigh*
I have a lot to do, and seemingly not a lot of time to do it. Looking forward to the Thanksgiving break - hopefully it will give me some time to put my head on while putting in fence posts, (if we can find some reasonably.)
Coworker, (who only has to breathe to get the hair on the back of my neck to stand up,) is back again, breathing down my neck. Joy.
- k.
