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For an upcoming episode of Bringing Home Baby the provided description is: First-time parents want to raise their son in their vegan lifestyle." and I'm making myself queasy trying to figure out why this would be enough of an issue to warrant it being the only description of the show when, after all, this requires nothing more than breastfeeding the child... and not dressing it in a leather onesie.
Whenever I see a dress code which claims to be a "business casual" standard and then, in the clarifications, demands that women wear shirts with collars, I know without a shadow of a doubt that the writer of said dress code is a man -- and a dumb one, at that.
I have invites, but I'm not going to make anyone else endure the suckfest which is posting on Vox - especially now that I've learned that it's not Safari-friendly.
One day, women learn will that capri pants are universally unflattering unless it's 1951 and you're Mary Tyler Moore dancing around the living room on the Dick Van Dyke Show.
It would be tremendous if my knees and teeth hurt less and my arms hurt a little more after the workout I gave them, but I suppose I should be used to a life all out of balance.
Taking a break from statement-ing to do a little pimping -- I'm participating in this year's Blogathon and I'd like to solicit your support. You can learn more about what I'm doing and why I'm doing it by visiting my blog, Random Again, and particularly, the post entitled One Week.
Even if you're not inclined to do any financial sponsorship, that's cool. More than anything, right now, I'm hoping to drum up a corps of people who will be around during the 24-hour endurancefest to read and, more importantly, comment (and otherwise participate, I'll be running games and posting voicemails people leave for me and so on) so that I'm encouraged to stay awake and keep posting without feeling like I'm talking into a void.
Today's iced tea experiment shows that while 1/3 cup of sugar wasn't enough and 2/3 is too much, 1/2 is still not quite enough, though closer.
I am suddenly busier than all get out, and I'm being bugged about stuff that is anything but essential, and that makes me want to punch something.
Since someone questioned: I'm using Vox as a means of culture jam: suck up 6A bandwidth and server space and processor activity, while Adblocking the Google ads, never paying for a 6A product and actively campaigning for others to never financially enrich 6A again either, thereby getting out my thoughts and messages and costing 6A money at the same time.
It is far worse to have no taste than to have bad taste.
