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Yeah, 15 episodes per week plus however many more via the mini-marathons, and they're already on their third rotation. I'm surprised most people aren't tired of it already. I didn't even watch during this second rotation (although I kept reading commentary here), even though the first time around I'd only paid proper attention to one episode per day and just half-listened to the other two as they played in the background while I worked. I got the gist of what happened in the first six seasons, and am ready for the rest. So I'm not tuning back in until they air something new.

Hooray for Hollywood is still under copyright, yes - the music/lyrics are only about 80 years old, and of course Lynne Randall's sound recording is only about 30 years old. (She also sang Who's Sorry Now)

They did the "you don't deserve a transplanted organ" story at least one other time in the early years, too, because it was Jeannie talking to a patient about it. I think he was on the list for a liver transplant, and came in for something that revealed he'd been drinking, and she was going to have him taken off the list. (I don't remember the details, but it was something like that.)

That article has been updated to say CC has added two women "to the writing staff" as well. Hopefully not as writers' assistants to be harassed, but as actual writers.

I love that being a question! Answering it wrong on a profile would annoy me not because they didn't already know (although, I must admit to being needlessly irked by how many people think it means "where" rather than "why"), but because they didn't read that question, think, "oh, that doesn't mean where?" and have the curiosity to go find out.

That was really something, wasn't it? Tia was being nice (and truthful) by saying one of the reasons Matthew shouldn't have a dog right now is for his own safety, that he could get bitten, and the mom just nonchalantly said yep, that had happened. Now, at least she didn't run out and put her dog to sleep (assuming it was their dog) for reacting naturally to her kid's misdeeds, but shouldn't that have been a wake-up call? I had called my mom during the first commercial break to ask if she was watching; she said she was recording it. She called when she got to that first break, and as soon as I said, "Hello," she announced, "I'd have strangled that kid! Please tell me Tia sends them packing."

That happened to Baxter, too. For the first two or three years, he was easily regulated on the meds (and he was really easy to give pills to - just put them in a Pill Pocket treat and he'd gobble them up, even a big, stinky Baytril), but then we couldn't keep his T4 in range without constantly tinkering with the dose, so I did the radioiodine therapy. And, of course, given his propensity for all manner of ailments, he was among the percentage who went hypothyroid. Thankfully, he did fine on those meds. Famotidine also dissolves very easily, so you can dissolve it in water and give it that way for cats who take liquids better than pills, without the cost of compounding, but it still tastes awful. As you said, with the compounding, they can make it (allegedly) taste like chicken, tuna, etc. My friend had to do that with her cat's medicine once he got really old, as he suddenly refused to take a pill and it was like what you're describing - not fair to wrestle the frail old man. I've been smiling at all the Chatty Cathy Cat stories. Maddie talked a lot and had a remarkable repertoire of sounds. Riley only talks under certain circumstances, so she only has a couple of different meows.

For those wondering why Sean didn't adopt Hilda, my friend sent me a post from the VRC Facebook page about that - he lives with roommates who have big dogs, and Hilda is just too shy for that environment. She also sent me some sad updates: Almonaster (the dog they found in horrible shape; you probably remember him in his pajamas) and Mouse (the senior dog adopted by a wonderful older couple) have both passed away. Also, they still have two Katrina dogs.

I guess I can see that (and don't like the one-knee thing, whoever is doing it), but I think wanting to propose to her boyfriend but not being "allowed" to, and instead having to sit around and wait for him to do it, because she's the woman and he's the man, is far more subordinate.

I don't know how it is with dogs, but cats with excess stomach acid are generally given famotidine (Pepcid AC) rather than Mylanta, because of the latter's magnesium content (meaning it should not be used on cats with CKD, and it's unnecessary stress on healthy kidneys since there's an option more friendly to feline physiology). The dosage is almost always 2.5 mg, but how often it should be given is per the vet's recommendation; they'll often have you try it every other day to see if that works, and increase if not (some cats with CKD or pancreatitis get it twice a day, because it's just that bad a problem for them). Hopefully none of the pTV recovering kitties need it; it's pretty yucky tasting. (I believe there's an injectable form, but that's not exactly fun, either.)

I'm not really down with proposals in general; I think marriage should be something both parties discuss and decide on, not something one asks the other to do. And I think public proposals are awful. And, boy howdy, do I think women should pick out their own rings. But, these are my preferences, and I'd never get married anyway, so what do I care how someone else does things, really? So, for those who like the formal proposal route, I don't see how it matters who's the one doing it; I can't think of a single good reason to insist only the man can be the one to take that step. (I guess lesbians could never get married, because there's no man to propose? I know you limited this to heterosexual pairings, but I think the fact there would have to be a separate rule just further illustrates the fact it's rather silly to make proposing strictly a "guy thing.")

There's a group of people in my neighborhood who formed a non-profit called the "[Neighborhood, City] Homeowner's Association." Anyone who lives in the neighborhood can join if they want; I think it's only $20/year or something nominal. There's a newsletter keeping people up to date on what's happening in the neighborhood (local businesses coming or going, relevant actions by the city government, etc.). This sounds reasonable, but they're also a bunch of busybodies with too much time on their hands, who literally drive around daily and look for people whose yards are unkempt, who've remodeled in a way they don't like, etc. and go report this to the city, looking for something that's a violation of municipal code. They seem to confuse living in an old neighborhood with living in an historic district, and think all the houses should look like it's still the 1930s. They're not an HOA like when you live someplace that is actually governed by one and its CC&Rs. They just wish they were.

Yikes! Sorry to hear that, @riley702. This sounds like another situation where it being the acute form of a condition is the best-case scenario -- acute gastritis tends to come and go quickly (within two or three days). It's awful while it's here, but then it's gone and it's like it never happened. And you usually don't find out what caused it, which on the one hand is annoying, but on the other is oodles better than an underlying condition that's going to cause the inflammation and its resulting symptoms to be chronic. I hope that's the case for Swiffer, and indeed it sounds like she's on the mend. This certainly didn't do your health any favors, so I hope you both get some good rest and feel better! Oh, and your vet probably told you this, but don't worry about how much she eats over the next couple of days as this resolves; just let her eat however much she feels good enough to eat. In fact, some vets tell you to withhold food and give only water for 48 hours, so as to let that inflammation settle down without any new irritation (but I'm always uncomfortable with the complete absence of food for even just a couple of days if it can be avoided).

That may indicate nausea (wanting to eat, but then turning away or eating very little, especially if you see her licking her lips), which would make perfect sense for her condition, so hopefully with some more IV fluid therapy to flush her system (basically, getting rid of the backlog of toxins that built up in her blood when her kidneys couldn't do their job), that won't be an issue. But you can also give anti-nausea medications (Cerenia and/or Ondansetron - they work on different receptors in the brain, so giving both is sometimes the answer), so keep that in mind as something you might want to ask the vet about when it's time for her to come home, depending on how she's been eating for them. LOL at her breaking into the Temptations treats and going to town. Kitty crack, I tell you. It really does, and I'm so happy for you! I think that she was in a great mood despite the circumstances is a terrific sign - she must feel so much better already.

That's one of my favorite episodes from season eight. I love its take on all the clichés of '50s sitcoms -- the the anti-Communist hysteria, the cute kid with a tag line, the parade of gender stereotypes, "that darn Anderson account," etc. And the advertisements, especially. It's really well done.

As odd as it sounds, I'm quite relieved to hear this! Of all the usual suspects behind acute renal failure, if you have to go through it, that's the one you want -- some intensive therapy, antibiotics, and lots of TLC, and this becomes a bad memory with no lingering effects. I'm so pleased to hear she's showing interest in food now that she's home. With a sick kitty, all dietary rules fly out the window for the time they're ill, so anything she'll eat is great; you definitely don't want hepatic lipidosis to set in and create a whole new problem. Baby food - e.g. the Beech Nut formulas that are nothing but chicken/chicken broth or turkey/turkey broth - is often tempting to cats whose appetite is temporarily poor. Same with "people food" treats -- poached chicken breast, some tuna, salmon or shrimp, etc. Sometimes just warming up their regular food helps (it makes the smell stronger, which is tempting). Or crumbling up treats (especially Temptations, which are basically kitty crack) on top of canned/raw food. Raw chicken liver is a favorite of many, and it's quite healthy as a bonus. I'm so glad to hear things are heading in the right direction, and look forward to progress reports! I hope you two get some good sleep tonight.

Yep. Tia, watching this kid run wild, asked her if he'd been taught to respect the dog's boundaries. The answer was, "It's a work in progress." Yeah, with a long way to go.

Why does it matter? If they are just in there peeing, it doesn't. And if they're in there assaulting someone, or recording them, or any other crime, it doesn't matter, either, because the crime is the issue, not whether the offender is transgender or cisgender. Use the bathroom you want, and don't harm anyone while you're in there is simple. The only ones trying to make rules about who goes where based on x, y, z factors out of this are the people trying to pass new legislation to suddenly ban what has been happening as the natural way of things - people using the restroom that matches their gender identity. Kudos to those willing to continue to wade through this. I've reached my limit.

I'm not familiar with Brandon Routh, but I love Cold Case, so I just looked up which episode he was in. As soon as I saw a picture of him, I recognized him as the victim's boyfriend in the episode, A Time to Hate. That was a great episode, about a 1964 hate crime in which a (gay) college baseball player was beaten to death outside a gay bar (a bar that was constantly raided by the cops for being a gay bar). Routh did a good job, but he was playing a closeted character, and we didn't see a lot of him. So, he was playing a gay character involved in a romantic relationship, but wasn't actually acting any of that out. So, if the OLTL rumor was true, him taking the CC role could have been, like you said, about paying the bills despite his personal issues, and he also could have drawn a distinction between a one-off role where he didn't have to be physically affectionate with a male co-star and an ongoing soap opera role. (Like I said, I know nothing about him, but I know Cold Case like the back of my hand, so that jumped out at me.)

Voting out: Bartlet's Third State of the Union Ranking the rest: 1. In the Shadow of Two Gunmen (Parts 1 and 2) 2. Two Cathedrals 3. 18th and Potomac 4. Noel That was hard. Shadow is my winner, definitely, but all of the others were contenders for being voted out of the top four. They're all so close together in my ranking.

Because of the way he said it - basically, a "Welllll, we're not ignoring it entirely, but Dan is alive" - I think they're going to make a joke about it and move on. Viewers will either call bullshit and tune out, or just be happy Dan is alive and the daughters were married to the right guys, and accept that the "it was all a book" revelation has to be hand-waved away for that to be true, and settle in to watch. I'm going to be in the latter camp.

Oh, I know the finale revelations will be dismissed; as I said, with Dan alive, Darlene married to David, and Becky having been married to Mark, that's clear. What remains to be seen is if they address that discrepancy in any way in these revival episodes, or just act as if the finale never existed. This quote from that article makes me think they might do as I suspect, which is to make a joke about it (I think they might ignore the husband switch discrepancy altogether, but I definitely expect a joke about Dan):

I'm sorry to hear about Bella, @slf. Acute renal failure, also called acute kidney injury, is generally a complication of something else; have they found an underlying condition? Chronic renal failure (now called chronic kidney disease) is common in cats, and in some ways easier to deal with. (Then again, acute is easier if you can find and easily treat the primary condition; then, poof -- kidney problems gone.) You got some good info on that above, and this owner-to-owner site is a tremendous source of information. (There is a section there on acute failure, too.) I will be wishing Bella, and you, the best; please keep us posted as you are comfortable. I second the suggestion to familiarize yourself with the disease(s) - it's very easy to overwhelm yourself doing this, so at this point just learn enough to ask questions - and then sit down with your vet and ask your questions. It generally helps to write them down, and then write down the answers (or have your vet answer them in writing). It can be good to bring someone with you, for a second set of ears.

(From the workplace thread; I'm bringing it here because this part of it reminded me of a peeve.) I live in the foothills, and our Animal Control is inundated with phone calls demanding that the coyotes be removed. (To where? Put a leash on them, walk them back up into the hills, and say, "Sit. Stay"?) And then the callers get pissy when they're informed that's not going to happen, and given advice on living in coyote territory. Learning how to co-exist with coyotes is just part of living here. I particularly like the "OMG, there's a coyote in my backyard!" posts to Nextdoor, when I glance at where they live and see their house is halfway up the mountain. Dude, if the coyotes had a social networking site, they'd post, "Here we go again; some asshole just built a house right outside my den."

I'm still filled with glee thinking back on how they got eaten alive during his five minutes in New York. Can't stand them. (There are FAR worse people in the NFL, to be sure. That doesn't mean I can't also dislike those two.) Jerry Jones in the HoF. Give me a break.