"We're were-wolves, not swear-wolves!"

I'm having PMS Rage right now - I will cheerfully hold them down for you.

I had a very similar experience, just north of Sudbury.

It's in complete contrast with the pictures that were going around of him in that outfit earlier today (which, damn it, I can't find now). In the earlier ones, he was looking like the eccentric badass his is, and in this one, he looks like he's saying "...I know, it's ridiculous."

That cat is the biggest BAMF in that video.

Step 1: Get yourself a young priest and an old priest.

OMG - please say they will still be in Hamilton next weekend b/c I'll be home then!

Mine is The Phantasmal Choirmaster. Because of course.

I nourished myself with a lemon bar while watching that video.

That last thing is terrifying and I will be having nightmares about it.

Go to the library to return his DVDs, realize he brought an empty case because he forgot one in the DVD player. Reorganize the fridge magnets. Make a grocery list so he won't forget the batteries next time. Look for his sunglasses he swore he put down on the counter by the back door last time he came into the house.

Garrus.

The library conferences I've attended have always been pretty exciting, but according to my former boss, nothing compared to the Bacchanalia they used to be.

AND everyone's other fav Dame, Judi Dench!

I kept waiting for Barrett's Privateers to show up!