So this morning a guy passes me and calls... "Hey Pretty Lady! Hey hey! Lady with the blond hair!" We're right by a big homeless shelter and even though the men around there are actually well-behaved there are always guys inclined to say "sweet things" to passing women. I don't really want to turn around and gratify this guy with the attention he so obviously craves, but he's persistant and I can tell he's stopped walking. "Hey hey!" So I stop and turn to him and he's pointing at me and I'm already thinking to myself, "Why do I bother, he's either going to ask me if I'm married or ask me for money!"
But no, that wasn't it at all! The guy starts, "Hey, just wanted to tell you, thought you'd want to know" (and I think I know what he's going to say, but I don't) "that your drawers are showing, the whole back is showing!" I notice another guy is further down the sidewalk, also looking at me. He repeats what he said and finally I pat myself and don't see what he means... until he says "No, your pretty skirt has ridden all the way up and your drawers are showing!" Oh GOD! Yes, my skirt had in fact somehow ridden up so my entire ass as showing! I am really grateful I don't wear thongs. And how much did I thank this man?! "Oh, thank you! Thank you! I'm so sorry, oh, thank you! I can't believe that!" He said "You're welcome," and went on his way, while I proceeded on with my walk pulling down my skirt about every 30 seconds.
OK, maybe I did when I was like 7 but since then, no. It's so odd to see this defined!
(Thank you dictionary.com, BTW!)
1. A dearly beloved person.
2. One that is greatly liked or preferred; a favorite: “the pride and vanity of the rich, the darlings of fate” (Mario Puzo).
1. Regarded with special favor; favorite: “Metaphysics and poetry... are my darling studies” (Samuel Taylor Coleridge).
2. Informal. Charming or amusing: a darling hat.
\Dar"ling\, n. [OE. derling, deorling, AS. de['o]rling; de['o]re dear + -ling. See Dear, and -ling.] One dearly beloved; a favorite.
And can do naught but wail her darling's loss. --Shak.
\Dar"ling\, a. Dearly beloved; regarded with especial kindness and tenderness; favorite. ``Some darling science.'' --I. Watts. ``Darling sin.'' --Macaulay.
adj : dearly loved [syn: beloved, dear] n 1: a special loved one [syn: favorite, favourite, pet, dearie, deary, ducky] 2: an Australian river; tributary of the Murray River [syn: Darling, Darling River]
Huh. Well even though it's kind of annoying at times, I guess my name is pretty sweet!
I am very close to completely the McAfee Security Center suite I have on my home computer so it will include not only excellent anti-virus protection and a firewall (that catch like 8 billion attacks a day!) but will also have SpamKiller. When I'm editing or writing and have Outlook open to check my various accounts (one main one and 4 domain related ones), I get a new spam about every 2 minutes. They seem to come at night, huh.
Anyway, I already read up everything SpamKiller does and it sounds good. Basically it's software where instead of going into Outlook or your mail program and downloading your mail immediately (and automatically), you go to SpamKiller and it checks your mail, then ganks out all the CRAP for you. Then you manually tell your email software to get your mail and all it gets is the good stuff. (Now why OUTLOOK has virtually no spam control stuff internally except really lame email-based filters, I have no clue except... somebody at MS dropped the ball?) SpamKiller will continue to run and intercept the shit and you only get mail when you check it. You can go and review everything SpamKiller receives and adjust the filters based on a ton of different criteria and make sure anything that *should* go through *is* going through. I'm thinking this tool would really work well if I actually left it on all day, so my webmail would not get clogged. My wendy @ metrogirl.com account gets like 60 spam a day and that's just one account.
It's either that or (for my main email account) activating the system that would challenge every email and force people (at least first time) manually type out a form saying who they are if they want to send me mail. That sounds like it would annoy the shit of people, plus I'd have to go checking the intercepted mail all the time to retrieve (and un-filter) automated messages I *want*, likes specials from Staples, Yahoo! lists, Palm stuff, airline sales, probably the listserve *I run*, etc.
OK, so I have trips in Oct., Nov., and Dec., to England, Utah and Germany respectively. What about August and September? It's true I have Dragon*Con in September, which is sort of like a trip except it's only a few blocks from my house. Maybe I should count that though. Now for August, I know I'm going to be super busy, but I should think of something. Rent a room at the top of the Westin and just hide out one weekend with my PalmPilot for writing? Fly to NYC and do nothing but sit in a booth at Veniero's scarfing down cream puffs? (This would mark the seventh anniversay of my NOT being back to NYC since my two extremely action-packed, joyful months living there... pah.) Ideas?
Oh, and Jess (Atlanta Jess), I have the book for you. Want to meet up soon?