Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.
The unofficial theme of this including the interview I had yesterday, Jane’s unexpected attack of bronchitis, and my MIL’s cancer surgery tomorrow.
Wish us all luck, please—the good stuff, if you can spare any.
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I suppose a free-range Boca Burger is out of the question?
My friend ‘firstmausi is visiting the States from Germany this month
and is currently in Oregon.
When she sent me this awesome pic, I thought she’d accidentally arrived in Texas . . .
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The thing that really bugs me about this?
Lamyong is based in Australia.
But at least the “u” in “flavour” makes sense.
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My Cat’s Birthday
This is for indy’s Miss Kitty and my Toby, who are both sixteen
(though they aren’t being particularly sweet about it).
I love Cheryl Wheeler.
I love her so much, I’m gonna share my favorite version of my favorite of her songs.
Yes, again. ‘Cause it fits the theme.
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Hold it.
You mean, I’ve been a vegetarian this whole time?
(thanks, Siobhan!)
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The Answer: Nineteen Seconds
The Question: At which point in this video does Simon Tofield
justify my core belief
that the toilet paper should always go under?
There you go.
Earful of Cider 
Thanks! My cat says “fuck off,” but that’s because she is all glower. And I love “Horrifying Vegans since 2008.” And best of luck to MIL and Jane.
‘Sokay. I would glower, too, if I was sixteen again.
You’ve been horrifying them that long, too? 🙂
Thanks.
I can spare plenty of good luck wishes, in spite of your attempt to horrify me. XOXO
Thanks, Averil!
Was it the lack of tofu or the chocolate thing that was the most horrifying? 🙂
All appropriate body part are crossed, and well-wishes are being issued as I type. Unfortunately, I must respectfully disagree regarding the appropriate direction of the toilet paper roll. As I have no cats, I find that the roll emanating from the under side just serves to frustrate the human-types trying to locate the end of the roll in the dark.
Thanks, Dee!
Ah, but see, humans can be trained. 😀
Which way you hang the toilet paper depends on whether you have a cat. QED.
Precisely, Sue Ann.
Or a toddler. Or an uncoordinated adult who can’t tear off over-hung toilet paper to save her life . . .