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And now I'm floored.

What a gently classy way to address this.

I'll go one better . . . we have a light without a switch.

Now that right there is super. A true American hero. Someone give that man a flag to carry and a star on his chest.

Unrepentant Georgia homer, but I think #12 is a bit high for us. Too much uncertainty for me—I think the 20s would have been better, particularly since we have Clemson and USC in the first two weeks, and a lackluster performance will have brutal effects on the ranking.

You might also say, 'it's not my job to go see "Bridesmaids" or "What's Your Number" or "Zero Dark Thirty"' to convince movie studios that female-directed/led/oriented movies are worth making.

My brother is a nurse in Atlanta, and I will admit I'm a little worried about it*. Not in an active way, but in a worst-case-scenario-House-cold-open-things-go-wrong way, only because he'd be in one of those high-exposure occupations if an outbreak did happen.

Whelp, that's coffee on the keyboard.

Good advice, but it cracked me up. I stocked up on survival stuff before Sandy hit because I figured Manhattan would be okay but those of us in the boroughs might be reduced to semi-barbarism for a few days.

I did the basics—towel bar, etc, but didn't realize the HUGE impact the shower head and toilet seat swaps made. In a fit of luxurious spending I splurged on about $40 for each (hey, I'm swanky like that), and now visitors come out of the bathroom talking about how wonderful and relaxing their showers are.

You are not alone.

No no no no no. A thousand times no. Keep your lids UP.

Not exactly, but . . .

Oh. My. God. I would have been clinging to the ceiling by my fingernails.

Thank you. I thought I was the only one.

I gather there's some speculation now about it being a rat snake, but it sure looked like a water moccasin to me.

Don't have personal experience, but yeah, the schoolbus gossip when I was growing up in GA was that once you squared off with a cottonmouth, it would chase you if you ran, and bite the fuck out of you if you didn't.

Congratulations, you just wrote the most terrifying thing I've read in the last week. *Every time* I've had an unfortunate close encounter with a snake, it's happened right after a thought like that. And then you said, "Australia", and I'm like 97% certain that people who have lived in Australia are given a

I always thought snakes would flee if they knew someone was coming, but apparently copperheads go perfectly still to avoid being seen... Which obviously doesn't help you to avoid stepping on them!

Okay, I don't know where I was when you posted this, but I would like to officially request a glass of whatever the hell you were drinking when you wrote it. A bottomless glass.