Gina Szanboti

I did. And went down the rabbit hole for two hours. smh But jeez, those guys are a blast. I especially enjoyed watching Vegard's whole life unfolding in the background of this. Not to mention the wonderful lunacy of an anthem to yogurt. Seeya round. I'll be in my room practicing this.

If that's your only symptom, you're fine. If you get tired easily or need to lie down a lot, then maybe pay attention? Btw, sighing is critical to lung health. We usually sigh about every five minutes to one degree or another (some more noisily than others apparently). This reinflates any random alveoli that may have collapsed. Scientists didn't realize this until iron lungs came along and people were still dying in them from collapsed lungs because they couldn't sigh. Even ventilators for temporary assisted breathing or when you're under anesthesia are now programmed to include artificial sighing (there's also a button to do it manually if a longer inhalation is needed).

April, May and June look like the best months to be born for some reason.

I think my new neighbors got worried about me since I found a note in my mailbox today offering to go get groceries for me. Nah, that was nice of them, but I think I'm good for another couple weeks. I might venture out then. Last time I went out, light rail was like homeless central, with people swapping food, and clothes to keep warm. They are gonna be hit so hard... We might really start seeing bodies in the street. Meanwhile, the Liar in Chief is now blaming it on Obama. smh We're so fucked.

This is often a sign of early stage congestive heart failure. The yawning too. You could be rid of her sooner than you think. I sigh a lot too, but it's because I have a tendency to hold my breath while I'm working on shit, and then I need to sigh to catch up with the oxygen depletion.

Why you do this to me? A sweet, all-around wholesome fantasy series with likeable characters, and then you make me feel like a perv. But I can't unsee it now. Grrrr. Just shove it in my face, whydoncha?

Just one. They're not plugged in all the time, just when I'm actually using them.

As ignorant and distraction-laden as I expected. The only weapon in the Republican arsenal is tax cuts and border closings. That's it. That's their response to any and all problems. Covid19 is here. Closing the borders to Europe (except the UK! becuz BoJo loves Trump!) won't stop it now. Refusing to accept kits from the WHO until we can manufacture enough here won't stop it. Holding classified meetings about what to do won't stop it. Ordering hospitals to stop testing for it won't stop it. Ignorance won't stop it, and ignorance is all that's coming out of the White House. Any hints of intelligence from the CDC gets immediately quashed by the White House. But hey, keep holding your Trumpista rallys and acting like hygiene is gey. The more of your idiot voters you kill off before November, the better.

I'm not seeing the "accidentally" part in that story.

So you're saying Cheesus was my savior?

So I'm whipping up a bowl of cheesecake to go with the raspberries I got on sale for 2 bucks. I'm mixing it smooth with my hand mixer, but I need to reach the spatula to wipe down the sides of the bowl. Now my kitchen has like 2 outlets, so I have to run any appliances besides the toaster and coffee maker (which I swap for the battery recharger as needed) off an extension cord. So I set the mixer down with the beaters in the bowl and step over to grab the spatula. Somehow I am tangled up in the cords and I can hear the bowl sliding off the counter but I know it's already too late to save it. I hear it all crash to the floor and don't even want to look at the mess and see if the bowl broke or the mixer committed suicide. When I finally get myself steeled to look, and untangled from the cords, I first see the big white splat of the batter on the floor, but to my astonishment the bowl actually landed right side up about two feet away, and doesn't have any crap from bouncing off the floor in it (I confess, you cannot eat off my floors). The mixer isn't even broken, nor can I see any particles on the beaters (I washed them anyway, unable to suspend my disbelief). I have no idea how all that came to pass, as the evidence does not match any scenario I can play out in my head. I only lost about a quarter of the batter, which somehow did not splatter halfway across the kitchen. Two paper towels was enough to clean it up. I can't be the only one who's occasionally granted a boon by the PTB. What's your story? PS: the raspberry cheesecake was delicious.

How does Christopher Lloyd (81) look younger than he did in 1985? For that matter, he looks younger than anyone still running for President besides Tulsi.

Echidnas, wombats, platypuses and dingoes. Australia makes cool animals. All the cats, from tigers on down. Except those weird nekkid ones. Cuttlefish. They're endlessly amazing. I could watch them transmogrify all day. Octopods are fascinating too, but cutties are cuties. Peacock spiders. Knit me sweaters, tiny dancers. Count the eyespots on your head. Lay me down in sheets of butt-silk. You have a busy day ahead. Death to squirrels.

The tooltip text for this was "You hear it all the time! 'Past performance is no guarantee of future results.'"

^ Yep, that's the dream. Except when I have it, I'm in college and forgot I had signed up for the class (sometimes more than one!) and hadn't been going and it's too late to drop it. Which actually did happen once, but it was just an employee betterification class about some computer shit, and it was at 8 in the morning, and that's too early for me. I think I went to two classes before my brain said, "Class? I don't remember any class I was supposed to go to. You must've been dreaming."

This, along with the #mykidsarefine, kilt me ded.

Likewise, we've gotten zero rain in Jan and Feb, which are supposed to be 3-4" each, and it's pushing 80 this week. Mountain snowpack is already mostly gone. Doesn't look good for the coming summer...back to drought mode I guess. Btw, this is the first Feb on record (going back 170 years) in which Sacramento received no rainfall. Even Death Valley got a few drops this year. We might get some rain on the 1st, but doesn't look like much.

I just got through telling you! That butt don't sweat, but it can knit you a sweater. You ain' never gonna see a better sweater-weather sweater than a butt-knit sweater.

Why do they run all the food ads at 1 in the morning when they're all closed?

So when did TMC become a subscription channel? Or is that unique to Comcast scraping for scratch to stay afloat?

"You're like a Transformer!" I also love that the spider talking about opening a hair salon has a face on her butt: And the lyrics to the songs are just the best. "Look at dis butt. I know ya can't help it. Waitin' in line to see a butt like mine, feel helpless. This butt don't sweat, but it can knit you a sweater. You ain' never gonna see a better sweater-weather sweater than a butt-knit sweater. Happy time! I know you see this hiney! It's such a shiny hiney! Arms are loose. Knees are bending. Peacock straight up like the needle of a compass on a South Pole penguin. My body shakes. Knees start shakin'. I got gristle in the middle but the back's all stacked like fatback bacon!" "I spell 'ostrich' with a capital D. You gotta pay for the 'O' because the D ain't free! <that don' make sense>" "This puffin got some stuffin' for yo puffin muffin. <You're so good at rhyming!" "This booby cutie got a cute booty, let's take it off like we're on eraser duty. Wanna see boobies, like we're in a B movie." Fucking brilliant.

Yeah, the pink Randy Rainbows seem to be popular now. Two pairs at a time double your reading prowess! Just avoid Barr's Harry Potter tortoise-shells.