An open thread for personal stuff, continuing from here.
As usual for these threads: no trolls, no MRAs, no I’m-not-really-an-MRA-buts, don’t be mean.
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Baroque Obama!
http://40.media.tumblr.com/e18010fea1d3c731037b9ae292a526dd/tumblr_ng6i7szWGm1qewacoo1_500.jpg
I think Return of the Jedi established that Leia did remember her mother. I recall that she said that her mother was very sad all the time. I suppose she could have been referring to her adopted mother and not her birth mom, but that scene didn’t give me that impression at the time and I don’t think it was intended that way at the time.
Baroque Obama is fabulous!
I was having a good day, and then I read about Pakistan. All the sads, all the feels. Going to look at kitty pictures now.
Uh oh. What happened in Pakistan? Off to go look.
Jesus wept.
Katz – you considered maybe your iron levels? Lack of oxygen carrying capacity can lead to fainting while still being masked by other possibles (“I’m dizzy? Must be the blood pressure”). Alternatively, vitamin d defeciency lead to fainting. The easiest way to rule those two out is to eat some spinach – a lot – the wait 24 to see if there’s some stabilization.
Otherwise, get thee to a doctor!
Wait 24 hours, that is.
Seriously though the doctor is the better solution.
That’s not Baroque Obama! That’s not even Roccoco Obama! That’s French Revolutionary Obama!
/art & fashion history pedant
(Adorable bit of photoshopping, though. Every man should release his inner Sir Percy Blakeney, Bt.)
Those poor kids. That’s horrifying. According to the AP article I saw even the Afghan Taliban is decrying this attack.
I feel sorry for all the victims, not just the kids, but…so many children
@kittehs: It can’t be French Revolutionary Obama, nobody’s singing!
Crap, forgot — Les Mis is the wrong revolution!
Yup, bit later on, that one! 😀
But if Sir Percy Obama is reciting poetry, who needs singing?
They seek him here
They seek him there
Those GOPers seek him everywhere
Is he in heaven, or is he in hell?
That demmed elusive Pimpernel
See, my go-to was Blackadder III’s idiot Prince of Wales.
I read Pimpernel back in 2000, in of all places Strasbourg, and enjoyed it, although I think I’m too much of a populist to really get behind the book.
It’s a really long time since I read it – high school, probably – but I recognised that shot from the Anthony Andrews TV film from about 1980. I loved that film, which had a rather youthful Ian McKellen as Chauvelin.
Also Jane Seymour had the BEST WIGS in that one.
http://youtu.be/01i19qog8Pw
Maybe I’ve been reading too many children’s books lately, but I read the Pimpernel poem and my brain immediately coughs out:
That Pimpernel!
That Pimpernel!
I do not like that Pimpernel!
(Obviously it’s an officer of the Terror speaking.)
Baroque Obama made my day.
Minako got spayed today. You know, the instructions they gave me and the stuff I’d read online had me expecting more lethargy, but I let her out of her crate for food/litter and now she won’t stop moving.
She’s Miss Energy Cat! 🙂
Well, that was a strange day. We had a break-in. Mum answered the doorbell (it took her a while to get there – she’d been napping and Fribs was napping on top of her) and nobody was there. She goes back into the lounge and there’s a man walking up the hallway from the back. He claimed he’d come to the wrong house! Yeah, because you always break into a house via the back window when you’re looking for someone, dude. And you always pull a bedside drawer out.
Scary, but at least he did just use his bizarre story and go – he didn’t attack Mum (I was out, or he’d not have come in: I get to the door much faster than Mum can and I suspect he thought there was nobody home). I just hope he doesn’t come back. I’ve called the police and our agents about it. We need a new screen on the window, preferably a security screen this time!
Kittehs, that’s a bit of an eep!
Glad your mum’s okay and that he took his stupid story and left quietly.
Thanks, contrapangloss! Eep is right. Mum seems to be okay: she said later she was almost thinking she dreamed it, though the sad state of the window screen shows it happened.
We had a good evening watching The Scarlet Pimpernel – on VHS, no less. Yay Anthony Andrews!
Someone has a twisted sense of humour.
There I was, walking back to my parent’s house on a cool, dry winter’s day. ‘I’m enjoying this’, I thought. ‘I should return to taking daily walks back home…urk!’
The urk is when I stumbled, falling painfully to the ground.
I’ve had cats I could have done this with.