Sonnet 139, the first draft
O, call not me to justify the bong
That thy unkindness offers me to smoke;
Pack me not dimebag trash but a gift more strong;
Use power with power and slay me not by toke.
Tell me thou buyest elsewhere, else in my sight,
Dear heart, forbear to claim thou art too broke:
What need'st thou wound with cunning when thy might
Is more than my o'er-press’d habit can bide?
Let me excuse thee: ah! my need well knows
Those tasty snacks have been mine enemies…
*loses all forward motion, orders a pizza instead.*
"We are thrilled to announce that because of your hard work, artistry, lack of shame, and selfless community devotion, you have been singled out for the most prestigious honor we at Gishwhes have the power to bestow on an individual: a Doctorate* of Gishology.
Simply put, this degree qualifies you as an expert in all things Gishwhes, marks you as an individual unfit for living in the mundane realm of normalcy and distinguishes you as someone of extreme and meritorious weirdness for whom the world is a playground of limitless possibility.
*This Doctorate in no way qualifies you to do or be anything other than your own incredibly weird, kind and abnosome self... which is all you need in life for happiness, success and bountiful kale harvests."
For anyone who needs a laugh - I'm pretty sure you don't need to know the SPN backstory to find this amusing,tho if you do, you may likewise be literally LOLSTC at this video.
Bless Mark Sheppard for being perfect and rolling with it...
for all their lives, the Kitten of Thursday and Boomer have been apartment cats. To them, the washer and dryer are things that live Elsewhere.
Not so, here.
Things I learned:
While the washer sounds a lot like the dishwasher, and so is mildly interesting but not terribly disturbing, the dryer is.... well.
Stage One: WHATTHEFUCKMOMWHATTHEFUCKISTHAT? starting nervously and hiding behind my legs.
Stage Two: ....cautious, crouched staring from a safe distance.
Stage Three: we have not been eaten, therefore we are ignoring it utterly.
Stage Four, when the buzzer goes off: HOLYSHITWHATTHEHELLASTHATMOMDIDYOUHEARTHATMOMPROTECTUS!
Also, unrelatedly but importantly, the TEMPORALLY OUT OF ORDER kickstarter is $
Dear Mr. Green: I have these books over here, they're not officially YA, but if you or your team would like to mention them positively somewhere public, that would be swell....
For NYCers and folk who might be in NYC: a restaurant review: Today we checked out AG Kitchen for brunch. They have a lovely space on the UWS (Columbus Avenue off W 72nd) and the menu -American and Latin comfort foods - is limited but highly-praised.
I opted for what is touted as "NYC's Best Cubano Sandwich." Really? I asked the waiter. Really, he assured me.
Recommended, although I advise scouting the menu first if you have anyone who is food-cautious, since the offerings are limited (but very tasty)
For them as already get it, and those who've been wondering about it, a fannish summary of Supernatural.
(for the rest of you: nothing to see here, move along, there may be a video of ElderCat stoned on catnip later)
This is utterly meaningless and carries nothing more than temporary bragging rights, and yet if I fail horribly in the first round, I will be crushed, crushed, I tell you.
You wouldn't want to be responsible for that, would you?
The rules: http://dailysciencefiction.com/
The bracket: http://dailysciencefiction.com/
(yes, I will remind you again tomorrow, don't worry)
> On 1/31/13 6:23 PM, Someone Else wrote:
> No, and I'm turning 40 on [date redacted]. I'm pretty much freaked out as freaked out can >be.
> On Thu, Jan 31, 2013 at 5:27 PM, Laura Anne Gilman <email@example.com> wrote:
> Speaking from 45, 40 is no reason to stress. I promise.
On 1/31/13 6:26 PM, Someone Else wrote:
> I THOUGHT YOU WERE 29!
*LAG has helpless hysterics*
Dear dog, no. Never again for any money in the world.
And yes, this IS a Someone who has met me in the flesh. I'm hoping it's just my relatively unwrinkled skin and not my still behaving like a JD that made her think this.... ;-)