*chuckles* It's truly remarkable -

I told you I haven't finished watching the Firefly DVD set - nor went to see Serenity, right? Missed Buffy in toto, right? Completely.

However. That does not mean I think y'all are nuts. On the contrary, for the Firefly bunch of you - the creative processes surrounding the interest in the property are nothing short of amazing.

Take this for example - here's a cookbook coming together - courtesy of julesong, (who I really don't hear enough from these days), who among many assorted talents and attributes, did the bariatric surgery thang, and has done spectacularly with it.

She's also a damn fine cook, you should go see.

Think of all the knitting circles you've been to at conventions lately (yes, even the anime conventions...*boggle*), all the "can you make this" sorts of conversations regarding sewing and costume construction, the mind-blowing auction of the original costumes (*yeesh*) and all the chatter surrounding. All of it good, supportive and fun.

Fandoms are a vaccum - beware. However, when it's filled with good, happy stuff like this? How could you resist?

*chuckles* It's truly remarkable -

I told you I haven't finished watching the Firefly DVD set - nor went to see Serenity, right? Missed Buffy in toto, right? Completely.

However. That does not mean I think y'all are nuts. On the contrary, for the Firefly bunch of you - the creative processes surrounding the interest in the property are nothing short of amazing.

Take this for example - here's a cookbook coming together - courtesy of julesong, (who I really don't hear enough from these days), who among many assorted talents and attributes, did the bariatric surgery thang, and has done spectacularly with it.

She's also a damn fine cook, you should go see.

Think of all the knitting circles you've been to at conventions lately (yes, even the anime conventions...*boggle*), all the "can you make this" sorts of conversations regarding sewing and costume construction, the mind-blowing auction of the original costumes (*yeesh*) and all the chatter surrounding. All of it good, supportive and fun.

Fandoms are a vaccum - beware. However, when it's filled with good, happy stuff like this? How could you resist?

*chuckles* It's truly remarkable -

I told you I haven't finished watching the Firefly DVD set - nor went to see Serenity, right? Missed Buffy in toto, right? Completely.

However. That does not mean I think y'all are nuts. On the contrary, for the Firefly bunch of you - the creative processes surrounding the interest in the property are nothing short of amazing.

Take this for example - here's a cookbook coming together - courtesy of julesong, (who I really don't hear enough from these days), who among many assorted talents and attributes, did the bariatric surgery thang, and has done spectacularly with it.

She's also a damn fine cook, you should go see.

Think of all the knitting circles you've been to at conventions lately (yes, even the anime conventions...*boggle*), all the "can you make this" sorts of conversations regarding sewing and costume construction, the mind-blowing auction of the original costumes (*yeesh*) and all the chatter surrounding. All of it good, supportive and fun.

Fandoms are a vaccum - beware. However, when it's filled with good, happy stuff like this? How could you resist?

Okay, okay -

I don't know what's going on over there - but one of my birthday-sisters and her husband have put up a pair of posts this morning. And I don't even know if they're aware they're shadowing each other.

But the pair? Call it paying it forward -

First, his - Once upon a time I had a young wife when I was young and a newborn babe to take care of. No jobs...so I walked 5 miles to get to the local "plasma donating place" and sat with a needle in my arm for a few hours to get $15. On the way home I would stop and by myself a dough nut and a half pint of milk. The little that was left went to buy food for my wife and baby and other baby needs. I did that twice a week and I drank water the rest of the time....no food.

After doing this for 3 months I had lost so much weight and my iron levels dropped so low I could not "donate" any more. I sat on the stoop and cried.

One of the "vampires" (as we joking referred to the folks working there) was leaving for lunch and saw me sitting there in tears. He asked me what was wrong and I told him what was going on, and I told him the whole story. He told me he would be right back and went inside again.

A few minutes later he came out with a couple of the other employees of the place and told me they were going to give me a ride home, we ended up at a greek restaurant and they bought me a fantastic lunch. (lord_keeper)

But before, that? His wife elfwench had posted - So Keeper decided it was time for a field trip to the grocery store. The kids (then 8 and 11 years old) didn't know what a steak was, they confessed. So it was decided then and there that we would have a steak dinner and that it was time for a field trip to the grocery store. He'd been on short-term disability leave after breaking his hand at work, and he'd been living cheap at a friend's while getting his workman's comp, so he'd put back a bit.

He grabbed a cart, and told me and the kids to grab one too... four carts. And while I wasn't surprised at the second cart, I thought it was cute he was going to let the kids each push a cart and feel like they were helping. Little did I know that he was planning on filling each of the carts brimming full.

Is food kindness? It is when you need it - there are no ways seen to find a way through to enough of it, and yeah - the things you can't eat are sometimes just as important.

Both Jim and I grew up in homes without enough food in them (when I tell folks I also grew up in a home on WW, they don't get it. Yeah, the two can go together. Have a step-parent. The dynamics can get really wonky) - he won't touch a plate of liver and onions, for example. Me? Tuna fish sandwiches are still a guilty pleasure. We either had the tuna or the bread. Not the two together.

Insanely simple stuff - but this is where a lot of families live. Don't forget that.

Okay, okay -

I don't know what's going on over there - but one of my birthday-sisters and her husband have put up a pair of posts this morning. And I don't even know if they're aware they're shadowing each other.

But the pair? Call it paying it forward -

First, his - Once upon a time I had a young wife when I was young and a newborn babe to take care of. No jobs...so I walked 5 miles to get to the local "plasma donating place" and sat with a needle in my arm for a few hours to get $15. On the way home I would stop and by myself a dough nut and a half pint of milk. The little that was left went to buy food for my wife and baby and other baby needs. I did that twice a week and I drank water the rest of the time....no food.

After doing this for 3 months I had lost so much weight and my iron levels dropped so low I could not "donate" any more. I sat on the stoop and cried.

One of the "vampires" (as we joking referred to the folks working there) was leaving for lunch and saw me sitting there in tears. He asked me what was wrong and I told him what was going on, and I told him the whole story. He told me he would be right back and went inside again.

A few minutes later he came out with a couple of the other employees of the place and told me they were going to give me a ride home, we ended up at a greek restaurant and they bought me a fantastic lunch. (lord_keeper)

But before, that? His wife elfwench had posted - So Keeper decided it was time for a field trip to the grocery store. The kids (then 8 and 11 years old) didn't know what a steak was, they confessed. So it was decided then and there that we would have a steak dinner and that it was time for a field trip to the grocery store. He'd been on short-term disability leave after breaking his hand at work, and he'd been living cheap at a friend's while getting his workman's comp, so he'd put back a bit.

He grabbed a cart, and told me and the kids to grab one too... four carts. And while I wasn't surprised at the second cart, I thought it was cute he was going to let the kids each push a cart and feel like they were helping. Little did I know that he was planning on filling each of the carts brimming full.

Is food kindness? It is when you need it - there are no ways seen to find a way through to enough of it, and yeah - the things you can't eat are sometimes just as important.

Both Jim and I grew up in homes without enough food in them (when I tell folks I also grew up in a home on WW, they don't get it. Yeah, the two can go together. Have a step-parent. The dynamics can get really wonky) - he won't touch a plate of liver and onions, for example. Me? Tuna fish sandwiches are still a guilty pleasure. We either had the tuna or the bread. Not the two together.

Insanely simple stuff - but this is where a lot of families live. Don't forget that.

Okay, okay -

I don't know what's going on over there - but one of my birthday-sisters and her husband have put up a pair of posts this morning. And I don't even know if they're aware they're shadowing each other.

But the pair? Call it paying it forward -

First, his - Once upon a time I had a young wife when I was young and a newborn babe to take care of. No jobs...so I walked 5 miles to get to the local "plasma donating place" and sat with a needle in my arm for a few hours to get $15. On the way home I would stop and by myself a dough nut and a half pint of milk. The little that was left went to buy food for my wife and baby and other baby needs. I did that twice a week and I drank water the rest of the time....no food.

After doing this for 3 months I had lost so much weight and my iron levels dropped so low I could not "donate" any more. I sat on the stoop and cried.

One of the "vampires" (as we joking referred to the folks working there) was leaving for lunch and saw me sitting there in tears. He asked me what was wrong and I told him what was going on, and I told him the whole story. He told me he would be right back and went inside again.

A few minutes later he came out with a couple of the other employees of the place and told me they were going to give me a ride home, we ended up at a greek restaurant and they bought me a fantastic lunch. (lord_keeper)

But before, that? His wife elfwench had posted - So Keeper decided it was time for a field trip to the grocery store. The kids (then 8 and 11 years old) didn't know what a steak was, they confessed. So it was decided then and there that we would have a steak dinner and that it was time for a field trip to the grocery store. He'd been on short-term disability leave after breaking his hand at work, and he'd been living cheap at a friend's while getting his workman's comp, so he'd put back a bit.

He grabbed a cart, and told me and the kids to grab one too... four carts. And while I wasn't surprised at the second cart, I thought it was cute he was going to let the kids each push a cart and feel like they were helping. Little did I know that he was planning on filling each of the carts brimming full.

Is food kindness? It is when you need it - there are no ways seen to find a way through to enough of it, and yeah - the things you can't eat are sometimes just as important.

Both Jim and I grew up in homes without enough food in them (when I tell folks I also grew up in a home on WW, they don't get it. Yeah, the two can go together. Have a step-parent. The dynamics can get really wonky) - he won't touch a plate of liver and onions, for example. Me? Tuna fish sandwiches are still a guilty pleasure. We either had the tuna or the bread. Not the two together.

Insanely simple stuff - but this is where a lot of families live. Don't forget that.

Smarts Call!

Do I have anyone on my friends list who can tell me the difference in structure - based on the naming nomenclature - of these two substances:

hexachlorophene
chlorhexidine

One used to be used surgically when I was a tot - and was removed from the market. The second is an up and coming substance being brought to market to kill bird flu as a topical hand wash....

Looking it up, it's already in use as a mouthwash and so forth - mosting for HIV applications.

Anyone?

Smarts Call!

Do I have anyone on my friends list who can tell me the difference in structure - based on the naming nomenclature - of these two substances:

hexachlorophene
chlorhexidine

One used to be used surgically when I was a tot - and was removed from the market. The second is an up and coming substance being brought to market to kill bird flu as a topical hand wash....

Looking it up, it's already in use as a mouthwash and so forth - mosting for HIV applications.

Anyone?

Smarts Call!

Do I have anyone on my friends list who can tell me the difference in structure - based on the naming nomenclature - of these two substances:

hexachlorophene
chlorhexidine

One used to be used surgically when I was a tot - and was removed from the market. The second is an up and coming substance being brought to market to kill bird flu as a topical hand wash....

Looking it up, it's already in use as a mouthwash and so forth - mosting for HIV applications.

Anyone?

Nutball, in custody -

Didn't someone once say terrorists were stupid and crazy?

Yeah. They're also common criminals and need to be treated as such. Like this one is. Period.

Nutball, in custody -

Didn't someone once say terrorists were stupid and crazy?

Yeah. They're also common criminals and need to be treated as such. Like this one is. Period.

Nutball, in custody -

Didn't someone once say terrorists were stupid and crazy?

Yeah. They're also common criminals and need to be treated as such. Like this one is. Period.

Strange little rituals - strange little results....

Okay.

This is pegging my weird-o-meter.

A bunch of y'all are trying out for new jobs, wishing for foreign locales and just plain working hard and wishing for Better.

Yeah, I'm reading.

And thinking about how very deserved y'all are.

So I light the good incense for you - the box of Lavender Morningstar I keep handy - along with about seven other scents. Did that over the weekend -

Guys. The good stuff today is blowing my socks off. WTF. This stuff ain't supposed to work - largely, it makes me feel better, okay? And makes the house smell really nice.

From car accidents where nobody got "really" hurt - to new jobs after months of searching.

To whatever Agency - thanks.

(And if you want to know what I'm talking about, open my FL natively from my journal - I'm amazed.)

Strange little rituals - strange little results....

Okay.

This is pegging my weird-o-meter.

A bunch of y'all are trying out for new jobs, wishing for foreign locales and just plain working hard and wishing for Better.

Yeah, I'm reading.

And thinking about how very deserved y'all are.

So I light the good incense for you - the box of Lavender Morningstar I keep handy - along with about seven other scents. Did that over the weekend -

Guys. The good stuff today is blowing my socks off. WTF. This stuff ain't supposed to work - largely, it makes me feel better, okay? And makes the house smell really nice.

From car accidents where nobody got "really" hurt - to new jobs after months of searching.

To whatever Agency - thanks.

(And if you want to know what I'm talking about, open my FL natively from my journal - I'm amazed.)

Strange little rituals - strange little results....

Okay.

This is pegging my weird-o-meter.

A bunch of y'all are trying out for new jobs, wishing for foreign locales and just plain working hard and wishing for Better.

Yeah, I'm reading.

And thinking about how very deserved y'all are.

So I light the good incense for you - the box of Lavender Morningstar I keep handy - along with about seven other scents. Did that over the weekend -

Guys. The good stuff today is blowing my socks off. WTF. This stuff ain't supposed to work - largely, it makes me feel better, okay? And makes the house smell really nice.

From car accidents where nobody got "really" hurt - to new jobs after months of searching.

To whatever Agency - thanks.

(And if you want to know what I'm talking about, open my FL natively from my journal - I'm amazed.)