Hey JT - The "recent comments" feature doesn't seem to be working for me? I've noticed a few threads that had new comments, but they didn't show up under "recent comments." Any idea what's up with that? Possibly something to do with the upgrade you are working on?

Don't see it anymore...anyone else?

Has anyone ever had this brand of sheets? Someone mentioned them and I was shocked at the prices when I looked them up: at least $500 for a set of sheets, and many were much more expensive. Wonder if they could possibly be that wonderful?

"I am neither especially clever nor especially gifted, only very, very curious."

And book titles? I'm in the mood to read a really good book and would appreciate ideas! Thanks!

Please share links to a favorite piece of artwork too if one comes to mind. Thank you!

i can't sleep. i don't know if it has to do with being sick to my stomach or maybe that's a side effect of being awake. my dreams are starting to disturb me... the other night i had one about my grandparent's house, it was a Big old place and i always thought of it as home. in my dream my family is all there, we're dressed for a funeral but we're rebuilding the house. my sister and i are in the garden, planting flowers, we dig up a severed arm and a severed foot.. they are stone cold and extremely well preserved. (i don't watch horror films, i don't have the stomach for it so needless to say this first part was shocking enough)we go into the house frightened by what we find but we bring them in with us and show our family what we found. for some reason we're sent to the master bedroom of the house, where all of us cousins would sleep together at night when we were little, everything in the room is the same except there's a gaping hole in the floor with a skeleton in it. an incomplete, cleanly decayed skeleton. my sister, my cousins and i go to get my grandmother, who comes in carrying the severed arm and leg that my sister and i had found earlier and attaches them to it. she then ushers us out of the room and locks herself in, saying she has to clean it. when we do go back in it smells like vinegar and the skeleton is glowing blue and standing up walking like a person.
my sister explains to me that he works for us now, and we can make him do whatever we want. he has a handle on his spine as if to be carried but he's about the size of a twelve year old...and he's listening to everything my sister says his skull turned towards her. i stare at it and think, he would be less creepy if he looked more human and less like a Halloween prop... and as my sister discusses her plans he fleshes out, into a blonde little boy. i point this out to my sister who's still calm and unperturbed by the situation. he tells us he died from a blow to the head so we shouldn't touch him there, and then i woke up...

it wouldn't bother me so much except I've had this dream for almost three nights now... and it's really starting to freak me out...

anyone have any clue what this means?

Has anyone ever read any of Kurt Vonnegut's writing? Any suggestions on something to start with? Did you enjoy his work? Thanks for any thoughts!

I posted a comment on a thread from earlier this week - just something funny I came across - and for some reason it doesn't show up when I press "recent comments." Any idea why? Does that feature not always work when comments are added? Thanks EB or JT!

What are everyone's plans? I'm finally coming up for a breather and realized I have nothing to do!