or Pawtucket.

one of my friends brought me back swiss chocolate wrapped to look like swiss army knives, thus combining my love for sharp things and chocolate in one delightful item. eeeexcellent!

super polite powers ACTIVATE!

I want a banana phone

Scary place. Who'd want to live there anyway?

here you go.

Ok, that freakin rules. I'd spend all day walking around the public garden talking on it.

And if I wanna be surrounded by all white Irish dudes, there's plenty of places I could go to.
I don't really think cultural diversity means you can't have places that cater primarily to a certain group.
In fact, I think that the push towards integration in every single instance is a culture killer.
Cape Verdeans, in my experience, have an extremely close-knit culture and social structure that's very different from the generalized American culture. When those bonds start to break down, it causes huge problems in the community. Lots of cultures come together over food in particular. I think that's just fine.
I don't feel like I've got the right to be everywhere at all times, or that I'm entitled to cross-cultural acceptance.

wow.

those ben & jerry's cherry garcia cones (their version of nutty buddies or drumsticks) freakin' rawk.

I have a job interview this afternoon.

"you ain't some hot prosty"


also (unrelatedly ), good luck at your interview!
Hypothetically you are a reasonably normal human being and don't need this, but last year I was an HR person at some shitty company, and made an annoyed facebook post I'm just going to copy and paste here, because an ununreasonable number of people seem to be morons.

Over the past few months, I've interviewed a whole lot of people. Some of them I've interviewed for a job they will be making $8.50 an hour at, others for jobs they will be making a few times what I make yearly. I figure I can share some of the things I've learned about interviews for everyone else that will have to go to one in the next year or so. Most of them seem obvious, but apparently are not.

*Be on time. Even if that means a test drive the day before, if you are literally a rocket scientist, and get over an hours worth of lost coming to your interview... I'm going to be laughing about you for days, and that is not the kind of impression you want to leave.
*If you're not going to be on time, CALL. DUH.
*Tone down the perfume. You want me to be able to picture working with you in a room for the indefinite future without needing a gas mask to come to work.
*Ditto on the makeup - you look like a damn clown!
*Have some sort of bullshit answer available for why you'd like to work for that specific company. That reason should NOT just be "Because it's close to home."
*Know what position you applied to. Why are you even here if you don't know??
*If you're going to send a thank you note after your interview, just go home and send an email right away. Yes, a real card is classier, but by the time I've gotten it in the mail, I've already made my decision on you and forgotten who you were.
*If someone has interviewed you and then is leaving to send in other people to speak with you, shake their hand/thank them, whatever you're going to do, because you don't know if you'll get the chance to later.
*If I ask for a salary requirement and you refuse to give even a vague range, I'm just going to assume it's too high and cross you off my list. Sorry.


and yeah, we did have a rocket scientist who had worked for NASA get over an hour's worth of lost. heh.

I know this guy.

Frederik Pohl! He writes books! And apparently is very old!

Thanks wrongballoon!
I figure I want to be out of the place I'm in by the end of the year...so what better time than now?
I guess I feel pretty good about this interview mainly because I know I have what they are looking for and I'm already employed.
I'm not going in there desperate for a job...so its more like they have to prove to me why I should go work for them.
However I do kind of hope they hire me.

Born 1916. I didn't really read his stuff very much, but he's a nice guy.

That's a dangerous spot for a dartboard, don't you think?
Someone could come down the stairs and get a dart in the eye.
Can we move that thing?

How do you know him? I had read a few of his books in the past few years, and just bought three last month that I'm finishing up the last of now. It's good stuff
And man.... that is old! I just recently met my mom's 91 year old chem professor from when she was in college, and his 45 or something year old wife and 60-something year old mother-in-law. ick.

Stupid pilly pants.

See that tag around his neck? That means he's speaking on a panel at a science fiction convention. I used to attend many of them in my youth. That's how I encountered him.

I miss Mr. Sillypants.

Used to hang with him years ago when we went to the office. he got mad when I dealt his cards face up.

true story.

good times.

I disagree because this is a public place. If they want to open a private club then they should do so. Otherwise, if it's a public business and I come in I expected to be treated like any other customer.

If they come here, there should be an expectation that some integration with outside cultures is not only a good idea but necessary. Maybe if they weren't so insular they wouldn't spend as much time shooting each other.

Putrid silly stance.

So I was thinking, and none of the (admittedly limited pool of) old people I know would really even know how to turn on a computer, so it's maybe more impressive to have been born so long ago and still be able to write about ships with AIs n stuff and not come off as cheesy BS.

Also, I'd make fun of you for having gone to lots of cons, but I think I made my parents drive us all the way to RI at some point when I was youngish to see some Star Trek thing that ended up being mighty lame and they never forgave me.

woah nellie. They just aren't the friendliest place- that does not translate into "Fuck whitey and let's all shoot guns!"

I wanna take a nap with a pile of puppies...

I find it harder and harder to get out of bed these days.

Not because of depression but because our new pup likes to sleep with his head on my chest or hip or somewhere on me and he smells so good and makes the puppy deep sleep breathing sound.

Awesome, mine does that too.

its the fucking best no?

Oh it's the best.

no, this is the best.

Keeps you in bed all day too.

Evidently, I'm supposed to get projects done while my boss fires me random questions seemingly non-stop

liverwurst is fucking delicious.

my boss is like that, too
feral mongoose of a woman

When my children were infants, the best naps I ever took were with them beside me breathing that deep sleep breath...puppies, babies, doesn't matter, their breathing is so calming...*sigh*...

Sometimes one of the rabbits will jump up, lay down down next to my arm, and rest their head on my like shoulder-socket and chill out. Or they'll do a bunny flop and chill out with their head right near mine. It freakin rules- they'll completely relax and softly click their teeth (the rabbits way of purring)

since this thread is just for random chatting, i feel it's okay to say here that i saw the CUTEST little boy this morning. he was about 4 or 5, skinny/lanky with all his clothes a mite too big and glasses that he kept peering through.
man
i miss kids
(dreft!)

Rabbits are completely awesome. If I could figure out a way to get our dog desensitized to a rabbit, we would totally get one. We have a few wild ones that live on our property and he goes bizerk every time he sees them...

It is! I had me a couple of sandwiches last week.
Rye bread, a little dijon mustard and some iceburg lettuce.
DEE-lish.

man, the picture for May in my Newfie calendar is dead cute. It's a puppy trotting across a field holding a giant tennis ball the size of his head. they make the cutest puppies!


what the heck is liverwurst? the name is unappealing...

Would you still love me if I had a peg leg?

wait.... you wouldn't be heather mills-like with a peg leg, would you?

Spreadable liver...*wince*...not my thing...

hmmm
i do not think that my ass could ever be that supple*



*please note, i know nothing of this womens ass, i just like the thought of supple assed women with peg legs...

hmm, so I've got nothing better to do than take pictures of pictures of my love as she grew, so they're not the highest quality ever (sorry, I don't have a scanner in my bedroom...)




(stirrup pants! woo!)






rar, she's a lion! sorta?



if I had known about that crap where they take your dead person's ashes and turn them into diamonds a year and a half ago... I would have been all over that. she and my dad could have someday been a pair of earrings for me

Feral mongoose?
Where do you get this dribble?