Remember how, around this time last year, I asked for updated addresses of anyone who wanted to be included in the family card mail-out? Remember how I utterly failed to send cards out? Remember how I thought, well, it's June, I'll just send late holiday cards ( Read more... )

So tonight, we've booked seventeen people into Arabian Breeze, for marvelous Lebanese food and the every-few-months, we-probably-should-see-'em, family interaction.

Joy.

In the meantime, via CrunchGear, comes this lovely gem.

pauldrake? No. Just no. You are not allowed--assuming you actually get the Nerf Vulcan--to fire it in the house. NOOOO ( Read more... )

Welcome the turn of the year! Farewell to the deeps of winter! We kept light alive in the longest night, now we rise towards warming. Upward to Imbolc and Candlemas!

Last night was HELL.

I'm serious, I wanted to go to bed at eleven, all that work I'd done staying up to absurd hours? Just toasted me. So I started nodding off in the chair, the ( Read more... )

Not that you hadn't already made this decision, crymsin_lilly, but just in case you were curious? This is the big fight that opens Bioshock. In case you wondered.

As they say, best beer commercial EVER.

Also, the immortal--Rainier Beer ad. The ad so damned catchy I've remembered the text of it for more than a decade ( Read more... )

( Party party. )

I know, I know, none of y'all can do anything...but they're performing DISNEY KARAOKE in the front room, and I'm really, really starting to need a knitting needle to stab through my ears ( Read more... )

A watched toaster never pops. Really. It's more reliable than boiling water and hanging out by the stove. If you really want toast, and you hang out by the toaster and watch it, you are in the Hour That Stretches and it takes for-friggin'-ever to get your toast ( Read more... )

I used to collect marbles. This makes me want to take up the hobby again.

Oh, and lunaris_? Do you know about this site? They've got Princess Gwen!

So I spent the day with a hugely hyperactive teenage boy. He's moved past tugging on my beard to poking me at random intervals, and banging hard on his knees with one of those pressed-glue-and-sawdust ( Read more... )

( Apparently, I have no life. )

Fashion Tarot readings.
What now?
Evercrack: it's everywhere.
Sometimes religion backfires.

This from litlbuddha--( It confuses us. )