Mondrianyone

I think because the clue referenced a new kind of plastic that made this particular type of lens possible in 1971. There were glass and hard plastic lenses before that, but HEMA (I think that's the name of it) allowed for the creation of soft lenses. I had it as HUMA (must be thinking of Anthony Weiner). I just looked it up, and it's actually HEMA. Sorry!

I knew that most of you would come over to the dark side eventually. ;o)

[small voice] I'm probably a bad person for not liking Lisa, but I've been a bad person for a lot worse, so there you go. I understand feeling privately happy when your opponent biffs an answer, but smirking strikes me as unseemly. I was really rooting for her to lose today. [/end small voice]

They don't ding you for spelling if it doesn't affect pronunciation.

It's even cooler with the tilde: quinceañera. That plaintiff group was kind of a herd of sad water buffaloes, weren't they? They didn't look as if anything would ever make them happy. ETA: My browser dropped a bunch of in-between replies. This was about the caterer case, if that isn't clear. Sorry.

Beside the point that niece obviously wasn't getting rich off embezzling from Grandma, uncle didn't seem to be contributing a penny to his mother's monthly income. She was getting SS and a VA pension, if I recall. Thus all that money he was worried about his niece stealing was yours and mine and Byrd's. So what exactly was he suing for? I hope he falls into a canal full of alligators with a taste for bald hypocrites. Unbelievable to me sometimes (sometimes!) that people would want themselves to be seen acting like this.

Plus, if he has the drive and energy and emotional connection to a cause to go to all the trouble of having coins made, composing and printing and distributing flyers, hiring venues and bands, etc., why is he on disability from work for anxiety and depression? That's more than I accomplish most days when I'm not depressed. To be clear, I'm not minimizing depression as an illness. Been there, done that, took the meds, went to the therapists. But when I was slogging my way through depression, I couldn't do anything remotely that active--or that optimistic. And I kept going to work, too. ETA: Just looked at that link--thanks so much for posting it, vibeology! What a shame that so much effort and professional talent went into creating an event that drew only fifty-five people. I can't figure why they (he) didn't promote it on social media. Surely one of their kids could've helped with that.

I do, too. I had the feeling he was already out of whatever job he used to have before he even started appearing on the show. Also, does Bob Whitfield run under a garden hose just before he films every scene he's in? I've never seen a human sweat like that. He seems to do it even indoors, in rooms that I'm guessing are air-conditioned. I'd tell Shereé to get him to a doctor if I thought their reconciliation was a real thing. Even if it isn't--have that guy looked at, he's your kids' father. Something isn't right.

I'm a few days behind my DVR on JJ episodes, but I just watched a rerun from around 2013 that was on here last week. Wondering if anyone else saw it? One family was suing another for dental expenses when the little girl the mother was babysitting in her home hit her son, causing him to break a tooth. Something about that girl gave me major Bad Seed vibes, the way she kept smirking every time the other kid's injury was mentioned. I told myself I was just imagining it, but then the father of the babysitting family mentioned having to cut her down when she tried to hang herself in their yard (probably because there were no babies or dogs around to hang!). And then in the hallterview, the injured boy said she suggested playing Truth or Dare, and she made him do things like lick the bathroom sink, and then she said she bopped him on the back of the head, and oh, well, he chipped a tooth--evil grin. I'm pretty careful not to say bad things about little kids, but that girl gave me the willies.

If they'd had the wit to change it to "Go to Bed Red," it would've fit the dynamic perfectly. Not to mention be a piece of advice several contestants could use.

We should probably start getting used to overgrown toddlers in general. (Although I have to say Neil didn't strike me that way, but I often just listen rather than look.) I was really glad that J! wasn't bumped by the festivities in my market. I think Hardy said "silica" rather than "silicon," and I think silica is another term for silicon dioxide. But maybe not. He seemed like a nice guy. I was afraid he thought he'd won at the end, but I guess he was just being a great sport. It has to hurt to lose by a dollar.

So today Aaron did the same dopey thing John did a couple of days earlier, betting enough money on a DD at the very end of the game to cost him the lead, without hope of making it back. When you're leading late in the game, you hold on to your lead. I'm starting to suspect they must go down to the bus station to recruit contestants and just drag them into the studio and yell "Go!" Because some of these people play as if they've never seen the game before.

I dunno, I found the whole thing really confusing. If defendant knew she had to provide a smog certificate to sell, then presumably plaintiff knew she had to get one when she bought the car. Was anything said about why she bought it without the smog paperwork? She was so whiny I think I tuned out a lot of what was being said. I thought the info about the part came from plaintiff's own mechanic, not from that receipt the defendant's mechanic left in the car. (And if plaintiff had access to that info from the beginning, why didn't she act on it?) I don't even know enough about cars to be having this conversation! (But I have bought parts on eBay, and the prices have been great.)

Re the supposedly unfixable car. You can find almost any discontinued part online (eBay's a great source) or at a salvage yard. The plaintiff seemed to want everybody else to solve her problems without taking any initiative herself.

Not necessarily. Webster's says one meaning of a blind is a window shade. And Wikipedia says: The term window blinds can also be used to describe window coverings generically—in this context window blinds include almost every type of window covering, i.e. shutters, roller blinds, cellular shades (also called honeycomb shades), wood blinds, roman blinds and of course, standard vertical and horizontal blinds.

Yeah, but the category was about luck, so . . . I think not.

I wanted John to win until his idiotic DD wager that put him in second place when he got it wrong. Who does that near the end of the game when there's no time to recoup? At that point I would've been thrilled to see my proposed trapdoors open up and swallow all three of them. He only won because he was marginally less dumb than the champ, Tom Swayer.

That's how you do it. Simple, no? A couple years ago, I was at a dinner party and someone asked me how you know if you're using the right pronoun ('cause I get paid to know these things), and I mentioned that little trick, and the whole table acted as if angels had just descended from the sky on sunbeams. So apparently they haven't been teaching it for a long time--these people were all college graduates well into adulthood. I appreciate that occasionally JJ makes the effort to restate something correctly, but that doesn't make up for a lifetime of the educational system and their parents and whoever else failing them. Wasn't there a Pedantic Old Something-or-Other meme back at TWoP? (Another exile waving hello.) I can't remember if it was Crab or Fart or Geezer or . . . I just know I was one.

"Whenever" misused that way seems to be mainly a southern thing. I think that someone somewhere along the line decided that if "when" is good, "whenever" is better, because there's more of it. It might be what we call hypercorrection--like when kids say, "Billy and me went to the store" and someone automatically tells them "Billy and I" without explaining why, and then they grow up to say "between you and I" because they think that "I" is always the correct pronoun in a compound. Nobody's steering that ship anymore, I'm afraid.

I noticed that also. But then today I came across this bit of wisdom on Twitter, from a man named Morgan Housel, and I plan to keep it in mind: "Never make fun of people for mispronouncing a word. It means they learned it by reading."

German shepherds are quite well known for being identity thieves. It's practically a breed characteristic.

You got one from me!

There seems to be an ongoing silent disagreement about how to pronounce Ayn, so I'm inclined to agree with the judges on letting Zoey have that one. It's a made-up name anyway, so who knows what the right pronunciation is? And she was a horrible person, so the hell with her damn fake name. Not only didn't they know Limburger, they didn't know liverwurst either, did they? Or lee-vair-voorsht, as Alex said. Cripes. I liked Colby yesterday, but today he seemed to posing for Bodybuilding Weekly. All three contestants got on my nerves.

So did I. It's beyond horrible. And while the disease destroys you physically, the treatments destroy you financially. Another reminder never to get sick in America unless you're a billionaire.

It's not only international transactions and gifts, it's any deposits or withdrawals or checks written/cashed in the amount of $10,000 or more--or multiple deposits, etc., totaling more than that amount--due to the Bank Secrecy Act, designed to find money-laundering schemes. I remember being advised to be aware of the issue when I had to do some large transaction (I can't remember what it was), but I think banks are allowed to make exceptions for regular customers (and financial institutions). Either that or I have a very honest face.