OH, booooooo! Her southern accents were horrible.
They were all movie accents, ineh?
(I loved the TransAtlantic 1945 film voice, but alas it was too slow.)

The "Spook Files" at Ohio University has a map. It isn't geometrically perfect, as some folks claim it is.

There are some strange things that happen in Athens, but most of them can be explained fairly easily, and most of the more ridiculous stories are just local folktales with no basis in fact. I'm glad you gave the real story of Margaret Shilling instead of the "Scariest Places" version. Athens is a great town with a lot of strange history; the Ridges (the new name for the ALA) is a sad and beautiful place that is being renovated slowly by the town and university.

If you call they might even give you a tour (I took one at night about 8 years ago, it was fascinating).

This is an incredibly wonderous movie--one of my favorites. Just don't turn it off, it gets better and better (and weirder and weirder). I've heard good things about The Quiet Family too.

They tried punching through it? Don't make the blob angry...RUN!

It seems to me that politicians and judges would take the legalization of marijuana more seriously if there weren't strains with names like OG Cush and Granddaddy Purple.

I'm all for legalization, medical or otherwise, however...it is a bit difficult to be adamant about a cause when you're defending someone's use of "Sticky Icky" or "Super Skunk" to assist them with chronic pain.

I know at least 3 people who had to leave prior to the end of the movie. It induced a migrane in one of them. I get a bit sea-sick so I'm waiting for the small screen...I think my tiny television screen should at least limit the nausea.

I am missing a lot of things I normally watch, but it's a small price to pay if the writers get the contracts they want. The other innocent people being hurt by the strike aren't being hurt by the writers but by the networks who aren't being fair about compensating writers for their expertise.

MTTS(married to the sea), Toothpaste for dinner, WATDH (Where are the Dogs Humping) and Natalie Dee are the first sites I check each day. I don't feel complete without them.

"best-practices" is the worst.
I don't think it's the best practice to use best-practices. It sounds ridiculous.

Also on my top hate lists:
interface
attrition (I'm in a university setting)
consultant-reviewers/consultant-evaluators
core compentencies
programmatic (??????)

I have a tendency to pass out, or at the very least go weak and hysterical, in the presence of a clown (oh, how I wish I were kidding). And like Lisa, you learn to just avoid what I consider locations of clown likeliness: carnivals, parades, circuses. I'm not frightened of a single other thing, and I realize, when not confronted by a clown, that coulerophobia is ridiculous...but when confronted with a clown my body and mind disobey and the crippling fear takes over.

Incidentally, the photos of clowns in this posting (which I very quickly scrolled past while looking away) were a bit of a, um...well, I made a little scream noise and had to take some deep breaths, and I'm at work. I won't write, "Please don't do that," because it's my problem to work out, but you should warn a sister before you go throwing especially scary clown images all willy nilly.

I hate my stupid phobia.

High fashion indeed! In gold or silver tone, with hypoallergenic posts for the woman on the go--to a tractor pull!?!?

My latest piece is inspired by my private response to the blind eye capitalist nations give to the abuses of children in sweatshop conditions. It is the responsibility of artists, tortine and human, to reflect significant social awareness in their work. What do I call it? I call it "Sparkle Swirl."

The oldest living tree (at 4,862 year old at the time of its destruction), a bristlecone pine in Nevada, was simulatiously discovered and chopped down by a geology student collecting tree ring data. OOPS!!!?

Over 40 minutes of the holiday horror movie "Silent Night, Deadly Night II" is composed of flashbacks from the first film. The film is only 88 minutes long.

The song/story Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer was written as a promotion for Montgomery Ward, by an employee, Robert May, who originally received no royalties. May's cousin wrote the music to the song.

Orignally Rudolph was not one of Santa's Reindeer (as in the Rankin and Bass holiday special), he was just a plain old reindeer with a very shiny nose who got the chance to fly for one night.