Law and Order Hotties, again

I just saw the episode of SVU where the incredibly hot Stephanie March sends the cuteish redheaded chick that will replace her as the ADA for SVU up the river. The actress, at least. Unless that chick went over to the normal L&O.

Jesus, how long are Stephanie March's legs? She's not quite as hot as Angie Harmon, but she's way up there, and she's got that voice. Elizabeth Rohm was cute, but not hot. And no, she wasn't not-hot because she was a lesbian.

What a Nerd

Chickenboy has fraudulent documents for to keep access to a Real City's library since Wetter-fjord's libraries are surely crappy on account of it's not a full-grown city. So Chickenboy is so wealthy he can buy a house in suburban Fort Worth, but not so wealthy that he can afford to buy his own books rather than leech off the govern-ment. A few short years and he'll be calling me a gusano.

Showing My Youth

I mentioned to my mom that I had seen "Loose Tea" (aka tea leaves) at the local HEB, and wasn't that odd. Okay, so we're clear, I'm 29, my mom is 49. She regaled me with the history of making tea. In short, "We had little balls we put the leaves into and made it that way." Which I'd never, ever heard of. Then she asked incredulously, "Did you think we always had tea bags?" Then I giggled because my mom said "tea bags." I also laugh when she says "chili dog". And no, of course I didn't think we always had tea bags, I just assumed they came around during the Post-War Age of Innovation, along with dishwashers and microwave ovens.

Yeah, I know my timeline's a little off there. My mom once explained to me that they used to know the various ways to warm up leftovers. Knowing only one way, the microwave oven, I hit her up for some trivia on this topic. For example, you warm up beans in a saucepan, on a stove. In the absence of a microwave, that is. It all sounded ridiculous, a silly way to live.

But apparently my mom holds all this arcana in her momma head. I'm sure one of these days she's going to run through the process for making orichalc, or how to engineer a proper trebuchet.

In Which I Explain Why I Didn't Go To The SHOT Show

Here's the thing. The SHOT show is an industry convention, i.e. you gotta be in the gun industry to even ask for a ticket. I quote their web page:

NOTE: Only members of the trade may attend the Show, and must provide a valid Federal Firearms License (FFL) number, State Tax Number, or Industry Related Business Card.

This thing's pretty serious. I don't know how my dad and uncle wrangled tickets, but they got two. Actually ended up leaving their wives behind because That Was It. I think they got them from a friend or something. I saw actual Italians headed over, and Mossy Oak people were all over the place.

So yeah, it would have been cool to go, but the option wasn't available.

Mind you, Chickenboy was invited to Vegas, but chose to stay in his new house in Wetter-ferd being domestic. I'm sure he could have talked his way in.

Hilarious and Sad

I guess this is the dark side of edublogs. Mr. Babylon is not a "progressive" or conservative edublog, but a log of a teacher's daily endurance course at a crappy, crappy high school. In fact, the school's nom de plume is "Shitty High School". I really wonder if he's in the same building as Ms. Frizzle. I can't tell if the guy's a good teacher or a bad teacher, but his stuff is pretty hilarious. And he doesn't spare the details.

In short, it's like Bad News Hughes, Teacher.

Read it. Laugh.

I Register My Disgust and Amusement

Mr. Tommy Lee Jones is going to be in a new movie, name of Man of the House. Apparently the movie involves Mr. Jones's character and Cedric the Entertainer's character protecting a coven of t.u. cheerleaders. They couldn't have made up a Texas team like Unnecessary Roughness did? They had to hand over some healthy product placement to Texas' largest hippie commune?

Fine, okay, Texas A&M doesn't have cheerleaders, we have Yell Leaders. No acrobatics, no acting like they aren't greatly enjoying touching cheerleader ass (or simply not enjoying it). Just Yell Leaders. And I daresay they wouldn't need Tommy Lee Jones to protect them.

Lord, I just hate seeing UT get attention. But at least it wasn't the Lubbock technical school.