Random thoughts while listening to the Sabres season end....

[captainsblog]

I stopped at a friend's office tonight, and on the front door of the building they had already posted warnings about a mama Canada goose in the parking lot who was nesting out there.  When I headed out through that exit, I got to see what all the fuss was about:



Ain't nobody having those eggs for breakfast anytime soon.

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A week or so ago, baseballchica03 posted a recommendation of Pirate Radio. I Netflixed it, told the grrls I had done so,.... and was quickly reminded that they had requested it weeks ago.

Oh well. We watched it tonight, and it was all kinds of awesome. I figured out the Jesus question long before the characters did, got fooled by who Carl's father was (given the horse jokes, I wondered aloud if it was our dear local buggery-fan Carl Paladino),  but through it all loved the characters, and the soundtrack, and pretty much the whole bloody thing.

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We visit RIT tomorrow. Still waiting on plans to visit Columbus before decision day on May 1, although after reading ayrshire_of_elm's simply wondrous post tonight about loose cows on the Ohio State campus, we're tempted to make the roadie to Columbus College of Art & Design solely to meet someone as fabulous as the vet student there who said, I can't wait to be a 4th year student because then you go get to chase your patients.

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[digitalemur.livejournal.com]

That line killed me, too. My officemate and I wish our jobs involved getting to chase our clients around. Right now we'd really like to do that to some of them....