If you do a quick review of, say, users whose join date is Nov. 2012, you will see that we already have that.
You have a point.
Please. 
Done.
He (or she – I don’t know anything about the person since very people like to be openly identified as being part of direct quackery) is all yours. And the teeming millions.
rubs hands together with glee
Oh no. These people are not fun. They are crazy. I’m serious.
They live in a world where the head of the Infectious Disease Unit at the Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia is nothing but a lying tool of the pharm companies. Where a disease like hepatitis b is no threat at all even thought it kills over half a million people annually and is over fifty times as infectious as HIV. Where you can don’t need really need vaccines just good food and a nice clean room. Where the measles vaccine is a terrifying thing but an actual case of measles is a necessary thing to build up your immune system. Where no one dies of the flu and there were no cases of whooping cough in NJ last year.
One of them just wrote:
“She is blinded by science! As if that really means anything anymore..”
The Age of Autism linked to the article on their facebook page so I suppose that explains it. AoA is one of the world HQ’s of anti-vax nuttery.
I have to admit I’m a little scared of them. Does anyone have a pack of rabid Dalmatians you can lend me? A few dozen booby traps? A plague of locusts?
Sorry for posting twice, but moving bites.
Staying in a motel with slow, iffy internet connection bites.
Sleeping alone bites. I wish I had kept Spike with me. Bill was worried that if I kept a cat, he would escape the room and get lost. Spike wouldn’t escape, it would take him at least a week to figure out where the door was. Bill was probably right, though. Its possible that a maid would ignore the DND sign and leave the door open. So, for the first time since I went to boot camp, I’m sleeping totally alone.
Moving guns across state lines bites as well. I gave the moving company an itemized list of what was going to be moved. I carefully packed my guns in bubble wrap and stuffed them into the gunsafes. When the movers came out, they had loaded about half my stuff when they got to the gunsafes.
They asked if there were guns in the locked safes and I said yes. That’s when they told me that they couldn’t move my guns across state lines. I don’t know if that is a company thing or a legal thing, the foreman didn’t seem to know.
I was so ticked that I fired them. I made them unload my stuff, tipped them each 20 bucks and then called the office and complained (while doing a charge back on the credit card). Nobody there knew just why they couldn’t ship my guns, and nobody knew why nobody had noticed that 3 of the 5 pages I sent consisted of list of guns that they wouldn’t ship.
None of the big companies are willing to ship my guns, and I really don’t trust the “2 men with a truck” sort of movers. I’m a responsible gun owner, if they happened to “lose” one of my safes, my guns would never be found.
At least all of my stuff is in the middle of the great room, so the painters were able to drape one big pile of stuff and do their thing.
The cleaners were scheduled to come in tomorrow morning and the real estate guy was going to take pics in the afternoon.
It looks like we are going to have to hire movers to take everything but the gun filled safes, and I will have to drive a u-haul with them.
This means its going to be another week before I sleep with cats. Which bites.
The end result will be wonderful, but this whole process really, REALLY bites.
When I told Bill what was going on, his reply was “Sweetheart, are you sure you really need all those guns?” I think he showed me a fake birth certificate. That man isn’t a real Texan, he was probably born in New York City!!!
I’ve got a house wreaking feral cat that took down a full grown man. Fling Steve at them and all will be well. For you, that is.
Seriously, you are afraid of them because they are slamming your book and maybe ruining your rep as a factual writer.
Us teeming millions don’t have an emotional or financial involvement with them. We aren’t skeered of mindless idiots who probably also believe that the government is poisoning children in some plot to take over the world or something.
If it turns out you can’t get them to Texas at all, let me know and I’ll bring my truck over so we can just drive them ourselves!
Sounds like it. He ain’t no Texan, that’s for sure. Hell, I’m a bleeding heart liberal, and I have a gun.
I have a Maine Coon but alas she’s quite lazy.
I’m more literally afraid of people who send chicken pox through the mail and threaten Dr. Offit. But I knew that going in when I decided to write about this topic so I’m just going to have to suck it up.
Roadtrip!!! WOOT!!! You bring a dog and I’ll pay for the date shakes. While we are in New Mexico, we will stop to buy a beer each. Not to drink, because we are driving, but because they will card us.
I’m serious, the last time we were in Tumcamari, I got carded and when I confessed that I had left my purse in the motel room, Bill said he was buying the beer and he got carded. It was great
His fake birth certificate says that he was born in Tennessee. Bill does own a glock. No shotguns, no long guns, just one lonesome handgun that hasn’t been cleaned since he had his heart surgery. Probably hasn’t been fired since then as well. Yeah, that birth certificate is fake, Bill has the cute accent, he has a nice, well worn cowboy hat, he even has some suffed up boots.
I’m going to marry a fake Texan. At least he’s good with cats and in the bedroom. I could do worse.
Um, I’ll skip the date shakes… 
I can’t imagine they would card someone who looks like their grandmother!
Sorry, connection went belly up again.
And now I’m totally flabergasted. People send chicken pox through the mail? To infect friend’s kids? To infect postal workers? No wonder the mail lady at work wears a face mask and double gloves when she’s sorting mail.
I thought I knew about crazy. I have a scar on my face from getting hit by a protest sign at an abortion clinic. That was crazy. Sending virus’ through unsecured mail is a higher level of craziness.
This still happens to me too. I never got in arguments with my ex-boss but I did experience a lot rage in his general direction. It was my first job out of college (now only 2 years out of school and I’m on my second job) and I was in a development program. I did well working with a lot of the people in the plant but I apparently wasn’t the person they wanted. My boss gave me a terrible review at midyear, after 6 months of no feedback even when I asked for it, but said that I could get better. Then, not two weeks later, told me I couldn’t and that I needed to look for work. I found another job that I love pretty easily. Leaving was still hard though because I really liked everyone except my boss and when I told them why I was leaving many people were surprised. I know that I was probably doing something wrong but I just got frustrated with a boss that never gave me the time of day.
I pit my depression today. The past two days, I’ve spent exhausted and have been barely functional at work. I have so much to do at work and at home but I feel powerless and useless. Can my antidepressants just kick in now?
To infect their friends’ kids - long-distance version of a “pox party.” Officials have encountered people posting on those sorts of message boards who want to do the same with other, similar diseases (one of the MMR group, last I recall) and that raised a big alarm.
Hey flatlined, my DH suggested that maybe Bill isn’t saying you don’t need so many guns as much as saying YOU don’t need so many. As you are moving to live with him. And he could possibly piss you off sometime. Hmm.
That doesn’t stop people from running around waving their hands in the air when an atheist is actually elected. FTR, Bothwell’s been a city councilman for about three years now and is known for being one of the few who has good sense.
Oh, this just makes me want to hit people. I need to introduce all these idiots to a friend of mine who has dangerous seizures due to a nearly-fatal case of measles when she was about five or six. A case of measles that landed her in the hospital in a coma for months. Oh, but they make medication to control the seizures–most of the time. And the medication makes her super-spacy so most people think she’s “a bit slow” when she’s really smart as a whip and a brilliant artist. :mad:
Sadly, no.
My rant: Oh Campbell’s “Rustic Spiced Lentil & Vegetable Soup”, why do you have to taste so delicious but cause so much gas pain later? 
I swear I crop-dusted the entire gym after work last night.