I generally wear a bowtie when I'm wearing a suit for anything other than church. (They seem a bit too immodest for church.) I've also been known to wear a bowtie with my Printing Museum uniform. And to keep one in my desk at work, back in the day when there was a reasonable expectation that we might get VIP guests in the office on short notice.
Hmm. Still stuck on bowties, despite my having provided plenty of other free association fodder in my last post. (You do realize that anybody who has the sense to block Bing [It is, after all, part of the Evil Empire, and besides, I've encountered a fair amount of malware that attempts to change you default search engine to Bing] can't see your ALF GIF). I actually never saw a single episode of ALF (or any of its spinoffs). But I do remember his having appeared in a PSA that was on the Public Access spot-reel, where I used to volunteer on public access shows (Access isn't allowed to run real commercials, but PSAs are fair game). Don't think I ever saw an entire episode of Third Rock, either. My taste in sci-fi sitcoms ran more towards Mork & Mindy. Or that one-season wonder, Quark.
Okay, Bing did usurp my search. Have to learn to circumvent that. If you cannot bring it up it is Mork in a bowtie. Where do we go from here? BTW: Never watched ALF. Loved Mork and Mindy.
Best way to block access to a web site (whether it's Bing, or Facebook, or whatever) is to go into your host table, and add an entry remapping it to an IP address of 0.0.0.0. Speaking of Mork & Mindy, Robin Williams' demise was such a terrible tragedy. Then again, suicides (with a few notable exceptions, e.g., Adolf Hitler) usually are terrible tragedies.
Yes, I was devastated at the news when it broke. It was some time before I could watch one of his movies. He was an amazing talent. But I might choose the same option if I were faced with what he was facing.
Once, I got really small. And got inside a vacuum cleaner. Then the drug wore off. I retained the shape of a vacuum cleaner for two weeks. (And I never knew that Robin Williams was losing his marbles at the time of his suicide. Having watched my mother's marbles drain away, to the point where her final demise was a relief, I understand completely now.)
Once, I got really small. And got inside a vacuum cleaner. Then the drug wore off. I retained the shape of a vacuum cleaner for two weeks. LOL (And I never knew that Robin Williams was losing his marbles at the time of his suicide. Having watched my mother's marbles drain away, to the point where her final demise was a relief, I understand completely now.) It is much too real for us. We are going on 3 years of dealing with my mother-in-law. My husband got called to the hospital again late last night on another false alarm. I am determined to never put my children through this; up to and including suicide if I know in advance that dementia is coming.
<howl in the distance> "Werewolf!" "Werewolf?" "There! There wolf! There castle!" (Teri Garr, Gene Wilder, and Marty Feldman, from Young Frankenstein. What a shame: Wilder and Feldman are both dead, and Garr has MS.)
