I thought DR VIXMOM wrote that she was a communism assistant today.
DR JOSE the Bernstein concert sounds most glorious.
I thought DR VIXMOM wrote that she was a communism assistant today.
This is a case for Richard Carlson!
I thought DR VIXMOM wrote that she was a communism assistant today.
This is a case for Richard Carlson!
Or, Frank Lovejpy
I watched a good film last night, THE DISAPPEARANCE OF ALICE CREED.
It's a low budget British kidnapping thriller with 2-3 surprising plot twists.
Only 3 characters in it.
And the word of the day is: NACREOUS!
Good morning.
I slept well enough, but was plagued by a seemingly continuous dream about the changing landscape of Pittsburgh.
I was working with catering folk from Carnegie Mellon in downtown Pittsburgh where there were Christmas Gift Buses being set up on the main streets downtown. Double-decker buses decorated it red, green and gold, where people were boarding to get their gifts wrapped.
I had to leave downtown as my shift was over, but, I realized I did not have my car with me, so I took public transportation, which was a roller coaster around the suburbs of Pittsburgh. There was also a tour guide aboard who was pointing out the sites along the way as well as the neighborhoods. We went through a triple tunnel carved out of a mountain and crossed a river where we told we all had to disembark and travel the rest of our routes on foot. I thought it very odd that I would have to walk twenty some miles to get home even though it was a bright sunshiny day.
From the point of the three rivers, I decided I would go a little piece up the Allegheny, where I would be able to get a ride from someone who worked at one of the restaurants I had worked at: Red Fin Blues.
To get to the restaurant, I had to make a leap off of a cliff-face into which a video store had been "carved." The leap was astonishing smooth, as I landed on the flat metal awning of the video store, which had plastic sheets covering its windows.
I walked a couple of blocks to the open-air restaurant, sat down and was served by the naked owner: well, the only nakedness I saw was his back, his legs and his torso - no face, no full-frontal, but, nude and serving several tables. He served me a deep-fried key chain, with one key still intact.
I took the key with me, hugged the owner, thanking him and began the long trek home.
Have at that, dear readers!
Good morning.
I slept well enough, but was plagued by a seemingly continuous dream about the changing landscape of Pittsburgh.
I was working with catering folk from Carnegie Mellon in downtown Pittsburgh where there were Christmas Gift Buses being set up on the main streets downtown. Double-decker buses decorated it red, green and gold, where people were boarding to get their gifts wrapped.
I had to leave downtown as my shift was over, but, I realized I did not have my car with me, so I took public transportation, which was a roller coaster around the suburbs of Pittsburgh. There was also a tour guide aboard who was pointing out the sites along the way as well as the neighborhoods. We went through a triple tunnel carved out of a mountain and crossed a river where we told we all had to disembark and travel the rest of our routes on foot. I thought it very odd that I would have to walk twenty some miles to get home even though it was a bright sunshiny day.
From the point of the three rivers, I decided I would go a little piece up the Allegheny, where I would be able to get a ride from someone who worked at one of the restaurants I had worked at: Red Fin Blues.
To get to the restaurant, I had to make a leap off of a cliff-face into which a video store had been "carved." The leap was astonishing smooth, as I landed on the flat metal awning of the video store, which had plastic sheets covering its windows.
I walked a couple of blocks to the open-air restaurant, sat down and was served by the naked owner: well, the only nakedness I saw was his back, his legs and his torso - no face, no full-frontal, but, nude and serving several tables. He served me a deep-fried key chain, with one key still intact.
I took the key with me, hugged the owner, thanking him and began the long trek home.
Have at that, dear readers!
I thought DR VIXMOM wrote that she was a communism assistant today.
BK-
Did I Miss Something?
A couple of Days Ago You wrote that you were going to talk about The Joe Raposo/Sheldon Harnick Musical A WONDERFUL LIFE CD> I have heard several songs from this and really liked them. What's The Story?
I feel bad for my sis. The kids woke up at like 5am.
Yesterday, I made the journey north and east to see the new house built by my youngest cousin and her significant other in the foothills of the Cascade Mountains. The home is stunning and has a breathtaking view that even JMK would envy. The house is located on a ridge outside of Carnation, Washington. When I arrived the house was enveloped in low hanging clouds, but shortly after dinner all of the clouds moved out to revveal the incredible view. Did I remember to take my camera? Of course not, that would be too logical.
DR JOSE the Bernstein concert sounds most glorious.
I would have preferred a few cast changes.
I watched a good film last night, THE DISAPPEARANCE OF ALICE CREED.
It's a low budget British kidnapping thriller with 2-3 surprising plot twists.
Only 3 characters in it.
A plot twist for each character!
Good morning.
I slept well enough, but was plagued by a seemingly continuous dream about the changing landscape of Pittsburgh.
I was working with catering folk from Carnegie Mellon in downtown Pittsburgh where there were Christmas Gift Buses being set up on the main streets downtown. Double-decker buses decorated it red, green and gold, where people were boarding to get their gifts wrapped.
I had to leave downtown as my shift was over, but, I realized I did not have my car with me, so I took public transportation, which was a roller coaster around the suburbs of Pittsburgh. There was also a tour guide aboard who was pointing out the sites along the way as well as the neighborhoods. We went through a triple tunnel carved out of a mountain and crossed a river where we told we all had to disembark and travel the rest of our routes on foot. I thought it very odd that I would have to walk twenty some miles to get home even though it was a bright sunshiny day.
From the point of the three rivers, I decided I would go a little piece up the Allegheny, where I would be able to get a ride from someone who worked at one of the restaurants I had worked at: Red Fin Blues.
To get to the restaurant, I had to make a leap off of a cliff-face into which a video store had been "carved." The leap was astonishing smooth, as I landed on the flat metal awning of the video store, which had plastic sheets covering its windows.
I walked a couple of blocks to the open-air restaurant, sat down and was served by the naked owner: well, the only nakedness I saw was his back, his legs and his torso - no face, no full-frontal, but, nude and serving several tables. He served me a deep-fried key chain, with one key still intact.
I took the key with me, hugged the owner, thanking him and began the long trek home.
Have at that, dear readers!
A very strange dream indeed, td. I like the deep-fried key chain. Be careful where you post this dream. If Tim Burton sees it, it could be his next film.
Me and the boys...
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Anthony, Vixmom, Ben, Fred, Julie, Amy, Larry and Mom
Went to the sleep clinic last night and wore breathing apparatus for the first time. Not as easy as I thought it would be I still woke up during the night and I was tired when I woke up. I was hoping that it would happen. We will see what will happen when I wear it on a full time basis
On my way to the market, I passed the Oaf who was returning from walking his dog. He's not been speaking because, I suspect, he's pissed about me complaining to the landlord about his nocturnal noises. I just had to turn up the sound on the CD player because he's having a noisy round of bouncing bed springs.
If there were a god, the Oaf would be deported back to Toronto.
Or I'd be rich enough to move.
*Actually, I woke up at 8:30 - just in time to hear "The Puzzler" segment on NPR's "Weekend Edition", and then I proceeded to listen to the rest of the Sunday line-up on WNYC...
On my way to the market, I passed the Oaf who was returning from walking his dog. He's not been speaking because, I suspect, he's pissed about me complaining to the landlord about his nocturnal noises. I just had to turn up the sound on the CD player because he's having a noisy round of bouncing bed springs.
If there were a god, the Oaf would be deported back to Toronto.
Or I'd be rich enough to move.
Why is he mad that you're complaining? The landlord obviously did nothing to stop his behavior.
You'd think he'd be upset that he's bothering you. Or mortified that you can hear him.
And then...
Oatmeal topped with Bananas, Strawberries and some Scharffen Berger Cacao Nibs for some crunch.
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Anthony, Vixmom, Ben, Fred, Julie, Amy, Larry and Mom
Miss Karen, Spats, Flora, and Danise are back home again. They will go back to the adoption bus on Wednesday.
Miss Karen, Spats, Flora, and Danise are back home again. They will go back to the adoption bus on Wednesday.
Better than the shelter, in my opinion. They would be likely to get sick.
I guess they gave up their contract with the pet stores here in town. So now they would go into the general population at the shelter. I would like to keep them out of the shelter and at the adoption bus. The adoption bus lady has Mondays and Tuesdays off, so they are home until she gets back on Wednesday.
They fix the fosters because no one would foster if we weren't assured they would be adopted. They used to put them in the Petco / Petsmart places. They gave up that contract in October, she said.
Hello, Kevin H, jump in anytime!
Good morning.
I slept well enough, but was plagued by a seemingly continuous dream about the changing landscape of Pittsburgh.
I was working with catering folk from Carnegie Mellon in downtown Pittsburgh where there were Christmas Gift Buses being set up on the main streets downtown. Double-decker buses decorated it red, green and gold, where people were boarding to get their gifts wrapped.
I had to leave downtown as my shift was over, but, I realized I did not have my car with me, so I took public transportation, which was a roller coaster around the suburbs of Pittsburgh. There was also a tour guide aboard who was pointing out the sites along the way as well as the neighborhoods. We went through a triple tunnel carved out of a mountain and crossed a river where we told we all had to disembark and travel the rest of our routes on foot. I thought it very odd that I would have to walk twenty some miles to get home even though it was a bright sunshiny day.
From the point of the three rivers, I decided I would go a little piece up the Allegheny, where I would be able to get a ride from someone who worked at one of the restaurants I had worked at: Red Fin Blues.
To get to the restaurant, I had to make a leap off of a cliff-face into which a video store had been "carved." The leap was astonishing smooth, as I landed on the flat metal awning of the video store, which had plastic sheets covering its windows.
I walked a couple of blocks to the open-air restaurant, sat down and was served by the naked owner: well, the only nakedness I saw was his back, his legs and his torso - no face, no full-frontal, but, nude and serving several tables. He served me a deep-fried key chain, with one key still intact.
I took the key with me, hugged the owner, thanking him and began the long trek home.
Have at that, dear readers!
A very strange dream indeed, td. I like the deep-fried key chain. Be careful where you post this dream. If Tim Burton sees it, it could be his next film.
I wonder if George has a deep-fried keychain in his collection?
Hello, everyone.
Today I attempted to play "call me Cillaliz." There was some cleaning, tossing, and organizing that was overdue, and I keep trying to get to it. I knew I couldn't do it all today, but I did manage to do the first pass, plus the laundry. Of course, if I was in true Cillaliz fashion, there'd be painting and a few dozen other chores as well. Mine was a mini, mini tornado.
Having served his time with the Marine Corps, a man became a school teacher and before school started he injured his back.
He was required to wear a plaster cast around the upper part of his body.
Fortunately, the cast fit under his shirt and wasn't even noticeable.
On the first day of class, he found himself assigned to the toughest students in the school.
Walking confidently into the rowdy classroom, he opened the window wide and sat down at his desk.
When a strong breeze made his tie flap, he took a stapler and stapled the tie to his chest.
He had no trouble with discipline that year... SEMPER FI
Just bought a ticket to the Brian Boitano Skating Spectacular with Heart (the rock band). It's being filmed here and will play on the 26th of December. I have a good seat, but not an "on the ice" seat like I did for the only other skating show I went to. I wasn't going to go, but decided it will be a nice Christmas present to myself. I'm excited
I don't think our local shelter fixes any of the kittens until they know they are going to be adopted.
I'm sure they didn't put that in his notes, since he got adopted, Cillaliz. Still, how annoying.
Just bought a ticket to the Brian Boitano Skating Spectacular with Heart (the rock band). It's being filmed here and will play on the 26th of December. I have a good seat, but not an "on the ice" seat like I did for the only other skating show I went to. I wasn't going to go, but decided it will be a nice Christmas present to myself. I'm excited
Brian Boitano's sister lives near the lakes where I used to live. The best story was when his niece used to go to school and tell people he was her uncle and they didn't believe her. So one day she brought him to show and tell. I would have loved to see the faces that day. lol
I'm sure they didn't put that in his notes, since he got adopted, Cillaliz. Still, how annoying.
I'm sure they didn't put that in his notes, since he got adopted, Cillaliz. Still, how annoying.
Very true. When I adopted the cat with ringworm I was extremely unhappy that my vet, who I adopted the cat from, missed it. On the upside all the treatment & medication was free.
Brian Boitano's sister lives near the lakes where I used to live. The best story was when his niece used to go to school and tell people he was her uncle and they didn't believe her. So one day she brought him to show and tell. I would have loved to see the faces that day. lol
Cute story :)
I'm sure they didn't put that in his notes, since he got adopted, Cillaliz. Still, how annoying.
Very true. When I adopted the cat with ringworm I was extremely unhappy that my vet, who I adopted the cat from, missed it. On the upside all the treatment & medication was free.
Actually, I'm not complaining about the cost of the treatment. It's no fun to have to spend it, but the vet has been really reasonable with me. I think in part because she knows that he came from the shelter with ringworm and I'm keeping him and paying for the treatments
I would like to have a tornado tomorrow. Today seemed like a day of running around without really accomplishing anything. However, a couple of things did disappear from my office today. Shhhhh.
I'm sure they didn't put that in his notes, since he got adopted, Cillaliz. Still, how annoying.
Very true. When I adopted the cat with ringworm I was extremely unhappy that my vet, who I adopted the cat from, missed it. On the upside all the treatment & medication was free.
Actually, I'm not complaining about the cost of the treatment. It's no fun to have to spend it, but the vet has been really reasonable with me. I think in part because she knows that he came from the shelter with ringworm and I'm keeping him and paying for the treatments
One step closer to sainthood!
DR Elmore, is it a Swedish novel or just a Swedish movie version?
I'm sure they didn't put that in his notes, since he got adopted, Cillaliz. Still, how annoying.
Very true. When I adopted the cat with ringworm I was extremely unhappy that my vet, who I adopted the cat from, missed it. On the upside all the treatment & medication was free.
Actually, I'm not complaining about the cost of the treatment. It's no fun to have to spend it, but the vet has been really reasonable with me. I think in part because she knows that he came from the shelter with ringworm and I'm keeping him and paying for the treatments
One step closer to sainthood!
Hardly, just no point in complaining about it....and he's such a wonderful kitty
DR Elmore, is it a Swedish novel or just a Swedish movie version?
It's a Swedish novel by John Ajvide Lindquist. I like the book so much, I'm thinking about buying the original hardcover edition. There were a few amazing twists in the plot that are quite surprising.
what a day - church then the college open house then grocery shopping and off to the Vixter 's youth group where they were havinga progressive dinner - I was responsible for the salad course- since our home is too small to serve 25 I served at the church hall
after the group ate and departed for the next course I cleaned up and then headed over to my Mom's to deliver some groceries and now finaly am home- so tired
Thanks. I'm normally not a big vampire fan, but I'm not opposed to them. I am interested in trying other Swedish writers, so I think i'll get this oneDR Elmore, is it a Swedish novel or just a Swedish movie version?
It's a Swedish novel by John Ajvide Lindquist. I like the book so much, I'm thinking about buying the original hardcover edition. There were a few amazing twists in the plot that are quite surprising.
what a day - church then the college open house then grocery shopping and off to the Vixter 's youth group where they were havinga progressive dinner - I was responsible for the salad course- since our home is too small to serve 25 I served at the church hall
after the group ate and departed for the next course I cleaned up and then headed over to my Mom's to deliver some groceries and now finaly am home- so tired
I used to love progressive dinners. I didn't know that anyone still did them.
Thanks. I'm normally not a big vampire fan, but I'm not opposed to them. I am interested in trying other Swedish writers, so I think i'll get this oneDR Elmore, is it a Swedish novel or just a Swedish movie version?
It's a Swedish novel by John Ajvide Lindquist. I like the book so much, I'm thinking about buying the original hardcover edition. There were a few amazing twists in the plot that are quite surprising.
Thanks. I'm normally not a big vampire fan, but I'm not opposed to them. I am interested in trying other Swedish writers, so I think i'll get this oneDR Elmore, is it a Swedish novel or just a Swedish movie version?
It's a Swedish novel by John Ajvide Lindquist. I like the book so much, I'm thinking about buying the original hardcover edition. There were a few amazing twists in the plot that are quite surprising.
Check the reviews on Amazon.com. I think you'll enjoy it. It's good and creepy.
Just ordered it. Thanks Elmore!
I don't want to listen to Obama again, I want to watch TAR
I don't want to listen to Obama again, I want to watch TAR
I'm so glad that we don't have football on CTV to interfere with TAR. That would drive me crazy. I like to watch at 8pm.
Oddly, I was just checking out the TAR facebook page and people on it were fuming that the results were being discussed at 9pm (when it ended here and was supposed to end in the US).
I do get why people would be mad to be spoiled. Or why they might be mad that Canada gets to watch it and CBS is always being delayed by football. But if you know that the show is airing in places and ending at 9pm why would you read the page if you don't want to get spoied??
Good morning.
I slept well enough, but was plagued by a seemingly continuous dream about the changing landscape of Pittsburgh.
I was working with catering folk from Carnegie Mellon in downtown Pittsburgh where there were Christmas Gift Buses being set up on the main streets downtown. Double-decker buses decorated it red, green and gold, where people were boarding to get their gifts wrapped.
I had to leave downtown as my shift was over, but, I realized I did not have my car with me, so I took public transportation, which was a roller coaster around the suburbs of Pittsburgh. There was also a tour guide aboard who was pointing out the sites along the way as well as the neighborhoods. We went through a triple tunnel carved out of a mountain and crossed a river where we told we all had to disembark and travel the rest of our routes on foot. I thought it very odd that I would have to walk twenty some miles to get home even though it was a bright sunshiny day.
From the point of the three rivers, I decided I would go a little piece up the Allegheny, where I would be able to get a ride from someone who worked at one of the restaurants I had worked at: Red Fin Blues.
To get to the restaurant, I had to make a leap off of a cliff-face into which a video store had been "carved." The leap was astonishing smooth, as I landed on the flat metal awning of the video store, which had plastic sheets covering its windows.
I walked a couple of blocks to the open-air restaurant, sat down and was served by the naked owner: well, the only nakedness I saw was his back, his legs and his torso - no face, no full-frontal, but, nude and serving several tables. He served me a deep-fried key chain, with one key still intact.
I took the key with me, hugged the owner, thanking him and began the long trek home.
Have at that, dear readers!
A very strange dream indeed, td. I like the deep-fried key chain. Be careful where you post this dream. If Tim Burton sees it, it could be his next film.
I wonder if George has a deep-fried keychain in his collection?
I'm still looking for a good one to send to him...maybe I should deep fry one, lol
*Actually, I woke up at 8:30 - just in time to hear "The Puzzler" segment on NPR's "Weekend Edition", and then I proceeded to listen to the rest of the Sunday line-up on WNYC...
DR Jose - did you hear the Morning Edition segment about Arena Stage?
Thanks everyone for the opening night vibes for Sunset Blvd It was a great show, and people seem to love it. Two more weekends of the show. I'm very happy with the results, everyone has worked very hard to get us to this place. I can honestly say that this production beats out my other "dream" show (Aspects of Love) as this production is tighter and a lot more fun. Aspects was plagued with cast issues, and a much tougher score. However, if I ever had a chance to do it again, I would in a second. Time makes us wiser.
Happy Sunday!
Went to the sleep clinic last night and wore breathing apparatus for the first time. Not as easy as I thought it would be I still woke up during the night and I was tired when I woke up. I was hoping that it would happen. We will see what will happen when I wear it on a full time basis