Cows can’t fly.
Except for the Winged Manx Cow. Dreadful little buggers, those.
Cows can’t fly.
Except for the Winged Manx Cow. Dreadful little buggers, those.
Fozzie Bear should take Yoda’s place in Episode 3. That’s what I was thinking, I think it would be funny. I’m not sure why I was thinking it at this particular moment, but there you have it.
Finishing up last night’s pizza, tomato pie with chargrilled onions and lots of garlic. Let vampires beware.
I was considering Californian annexation of Nevada and Oregon, myself.
Mersenne Primes and Kate Winslet
I was thinking about getting a parrot, and about the likelihood that it would outlive me and how sad that would be. For the parrot, I mean. And who could I leave a parrot to in my will (if I had one) if I were to die first? I don’t know anyone well enough to burden them with a grief-stricken bird. But now that I’ve read this thread and I’ve had time to reconsider, I’m thinking about getting a pig instead.
So, thanks for asking.
About my wacky Pit thread.
A scary ass zombie pirate parrot from a cursed guy’s estate would be WAY COOL!
Captain Jack Sparrow meets Louis Vondradi.
What I’m usually thinking on Saturday afternoon:
I really ought to do X, Y and Z, but cruising the SDMB is so much more appealing.
Same here. My laundry is calling, calling me to come over and give it some attention, but I thought I’d open just one more thread.
Just one.
My neck hurts after bicycling all day, and did I need to go to the store and purchase a bicycle with full suspension? Hell yes. I should have done it years ago. I’m 49, not a stupid 26 year old…ARRRGGGG. Thank You. I needed to fnd a way to vent.
Could a mod rename this thread to “What were you thinking before your attention was drawn to this thread?” as I think I have inadvertantly misled people.
Thanks.
Life really sucks. Who the hell is knocking the door? Agh. It’s probably just my mom wanting me to wash the dishes. To hell with her. Let me turn the volume up. Ooooh, a thread to kill time. Click.
I thought this was going to be directed at Grady Little, and I wondered if perhaps it would be better suited to the Pit.
Then I realized not everything is about baseball.
Trying to find that “badger, badger mushroom” thingy…except I’m afraid of snakes…
I was thinking “Why the hell am I up at 1 in the morning buck naked browsing the Straight Dope Message Boards?”
Who is Grady Little?
12 Monkeys
I’m guessing it’s the fan who caught the ball that lost a team the game.
And that’s coming from a Brit who knows nothing about baseball?
Was I wrong? I was wrong wasn’t I.
“This sandwich is kinda bland. I think I’ll take it apart and eat the cheddar cheese. And then the baloney.”
Wondering why I’m up at almost 4 a.m.
Cursing cramps and heartburn.