@hotdog Some burglars will ring the doorbell to determine whether or not someone is home. More often than not someone robbing a house wants to get in and get out, without any sort of altercation. That *should* give you/me/us a bit more comfort, because more likely than not if a stranger intent on robbing you rang the doorbell and realized you were home, they'd run. But then again, some crazies ring the door to make sure you *are* home. It's a double-edged sword.
I will say I was far more terrified living by myself in my parents' house in the boonies than I am in Midtown Atlanta. I do have a dog and a fiance with a shotgun now, so that might be part of it. But to me, people means if I scream, someone will hear. (Now, whether they come to my aid, that's a different story.)
@anachronistique Had to add a pic: http://instagram.com/p/S3lA_qgrq7/
Sir Wallace Otis Walters, Esq. My man and I had been talking about getting a dog for a while (well, I was constantly commenting on random cute dogs and putting dog food ads I'd torn out of magazines on the refrigerator), and finally decided in October we were ready. We started looking at shelters, and trying to decide if we wanted a puppy or one that was a little bit older. Then, as luck would have it, his parents' back-door neighbors' dogs had a litter and were looking for homes. There were five, 2 yellow Labs and 3 black. We went "just to look" (like you can "look" at 5-week old Lab puppies and not fall in love) and wound up putting a deposit down on what would become our little O Man. He's almost 11 weeks (will be Tuesday) and has been such a blessing. Puppies are a LOT of work, but man is it cool to watch them grow up.
As for the name - he goes by Otis (as in Redding), but Wallace was on the shortlist of contenders, so we decided to keep it and only use it on his papers. Also, I knew if we actually called him Wallace (god forbid) we lost him I'd just be screaming "Where the fuck is Wallace, String?!" and nobody wants that.
Also: here's the O Man himself: http://instagram.com/p/S3lA_qgrq7/
@anachronistique Oh my god!! We JUST got a black lab who is also named Otis!! (After Otis Redding, but his full name is Sir Wallace Otis Walters, Esq., because he's super classy.) He'll be 11 weeks on Tuesday. He's a total handful and he has me whipped. (He's sleeping in my lap right now.)
I am the only one who squealed "GABE!!" at the garter catch photo? Sigh. <3 Videogum & Gabe so much.
Also - this is the most beautiful and most fun-looking wedding I've ever seen! Awesome location, too. Congrats!
Oh, flirting. I can't tell you the power I realized I had when I came to the realization that having a Southern accent in Colorado means people will be super sweet to you. (When I lived in Colorado. In Georgia I'm just like everyone else.) I grew up in a family where our identifier was that we all had "that [Our Last Name] charm", and I learned from a young age how to flatter (manipulate?) to achieve a more favorable outcome. Annnnnd I just realized that sounds TERRIBLE. But it works. And in the immortal words of Erin Brockovich "They're boobs, Ed." (They work WONDERS.)
@Toby Jug My best flirting advice is eye contact, smiling (genuine, ideally), and being (or at least appearing to be) generally interested in the other person and what they're saying. I'm Southern, and grew up in a family that had the identifier of [Our Last Name] charm, so flirting/charm (because they're the same thing) come naturally to me. Friendliness is the best way to get what you want, IMHO.
@par_parenthese HOLY CRAP. If/when I have a daughter, she will totes be the Bee Girl. That sounds criminally adorable.
I was the Bee Girl from Blind Melon's "No Rain" video 2 years in a row. (I'd moved across the country & the costume took FOREVER to make so I justified it.) A lot of people I interacted with had NO IDEA who I was (both college towns) and just asked if I was a bee. And it was perfect! I even dyed the leotard myself. Sigh.
My brother bought me "Civilwarland in Bad Decline" a few years ago for Christmas & I've been making my way through his work ever since. Love George Saunders.