this is spinal snap!

[phosfate]

Woke up this morning to laundry room floor with a quarter-inch or so more water on it than I generally prefer. Cleared space. Re-sorted laundry. Hoping to find a cause at some point. Also hope rain will stop so I can take soaking braided rug outside to dry, or at least decompose in the outdoors.

Car has thrown shoe. More precisely, thrown an axle boot. I have no idea what that is, but it is being fixed, along with the dead headlamp. I only took it in for an oil change. God thinks he's funny.

Watched most of Millennium Season 2 over the weekend. That, my friends, is some damn good TV. You get Charles Nelson Reilly as José Chung vs. a cult that's nothing like Scientology, Darren McGavin as Frank Black's dad, Mary Magdalene in junior high, assorted demons and devils, an angel or two, flesh-eating bacteria, the earwormiest pop music accompanying wonderful torture and murders, and a really crappy painting by Hitler. Best Buy's got it for $19.99 right now, and it's well worth having. (The only disappointment is the godawful extras and commentaries. A Morgan and Wong show, but no Morgans or Wong at the party, not that one can blame them.)

Made Tommy a strange hat, and finished her Comet the Wonder Horse sweater. Alas, last week I heard the dreaded Obitsu Snap!, and had to send off for a new part to fix her. She keeps giving me the whole "Oh God...I can't feel my legs..." thing, then acts all pissy when I point out her lack of a nervous system. Disassembling her and doing a spinal transplant should be fun. For me at least.

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[ex-adarog.livejournal.com]

*nods cheerfully*

*resolutely avoids asking where Tom's spine went*

Last night we watched the pirate episode and I spotted the guy who played Klingon Chancellor Gowron in Deep Space Nine. Plus, NekkidtotheWaist!Bowler. Sweet.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

It didn't really go anywhere. It just kind of snapped in two, thanks to a major design flaw in the Obitsu skeleton. In fact, at the moment, she's got more spine than she needs, and I have to go in to the downtown hardware store, where they already think I have some sort of learning disability, and say, "Can I have needlenose pliers that are longer than this?" while holding up my needlenose pliers like a kindergartner asking for more milk.

One Millennium features Pete Hutter in mufti. He's surprisingly handsome, in a neatly-groomed old guy way. Who knew?