I just turned on the TV & saw a guy tying a rope around something slimy. Intrigued, I kept watching--only to realize the slimy thing was the leg of a small cow being born. Ah, miracle of life, thou art so gross and horrible.
I am NEVER getting pregnant (knock on wood). All that slime and *gasp* blood.
I went to the Magic Rice Guy today. He wrote all 12 letters of my name on a single grain of rice! and a few days ago the Palm Reader with a Weird Beard Guy read my palm with surprising accuracy. He told me all about my personality, then said that I would live to be 90, never get alzheimers (he actually had scientific proof for that), and have two kids "but if I didn't want 5, I should take measures to prevent it." :/
Ever watched Farscape? It's this cheesy little Australian scifi show about John Crighton, an American astronaut who gets thrown through a wormhole into distant space. He meets a living ship, Moya, who is occupied by a zany cast of typical alien characters (formerly imprisoned on the ship by the Peacekeepers, evil Australian aliens). There's Zhaan, an old, bald, blue-skinned priestess; D'Argo, a young warrior with a bunch of tails growing out of his head who is kind of in love with Zhaan; Pilot, a being bonded to Moya who drives the ship and literally lives to serve; Chiana, a grey-blue sex-addicted thief; and Aeryn, a very hot former Peacekeeper who is in love with Crighton but should totally be with D'Argo. Oh, and my fave, the scheming and pompous Rigel 16, Dominod of Hineria, whose throne was usurped by his conniving cousin. Not the best show but I like it.
Well, back to work--I need to go to JoAnne's for some fabric soon.