Does anybody else miss the Mayor? 'I just want to be a big snake.'

Xander ,'End of Days'


Natter 31 But Looks 29  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


ChiKat - Dec 22, 2004 12:47:14 pm PST #13 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

Cool, amych! I'll have egg nog, as is fitting for the season.


shrift - Dec 22, 2004 12:49:27 pm PST #14 of 10002
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

Shiny.

Which is not good, since I have WORK to do.

I have work to do. I'm not doing it. Why? I think possibly because it's not due until next week, and I'm a lazy bastard.


§ ita § - Dec 22, 2004 12:49:30 pm PST #15 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Cold?


Cashmere - Dec 22, 2004 12:51:56 pm PST #16 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.

I got distracted and forgot about the new thread. It took me a minute to look around and say, "Where'd everybody go?"


Consuela - Dec 22, 2004 12:54:02 pm PST #17 of 10002
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

I have a lot to do before next Thursday. Damnit.


Nora Deirdre - Dec 22, 2004 12:58:39 pm PST #18 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

top 20?


JohnSweden - Dec 22, 2004 12:59:45 pm PST #19 of 10002
I can't even.

I leave work and the thread rolls over. I think it is a sign.


DavidS - Dec 22, 2004 1:04:50 pm PST #20 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

What are y'all having? Apparently I'm buying.

Margarita, please. Rocks. Salt. Herradura Silver and Cointreau.


Consuela - Dec 22, 2004 1:07:48 pm PST #21 of 10002
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

I'll have what Hec's having, minus the salt.


Topic!Cindy - Dec 22, 2004 1:08:38 pm PST #22 of 10002
What is even happening?

I know, Cindy. I was just remembering back to my young-mother years, when I would happily have plonked the kids in front of "Stories Too Tacky Even For Hustler" if it would have bought me a half-hour's peace.
Betsy, when Ben was somewhere around Owen's age, we watched the Camelot film at my mother's house. He was tooling around in his walker (walkers weren't quite outlawed, yet). He heard Franco Nero sing the "If Ever I Would Leave You" song, he was spellbound. I took the tape home with me, and played it a couple of times during the week, because he it was so damned cute. The next week or so, Scott had to travel for business. I was trying to pack up the car, to go stay with my folks for a night. He was in the stage Annabel is in, where he hated me to leave the room. I would rewind the song, run out to car with a bag, run back in, rewind the song, run out with the portacrib, run back in, lather, rinse, repeat.

Ha! We have Noggin, now, Betsy. 12 hours, 7 days a week of pre-school age programming with NO commercials. None. The only price we pay is having the damnedest earworms you'd ever hear. Ever.

At least Laurie Berkner's songs are catchy but not cloying. We didn't have Noggin for the older two kids.

We gave them the A Charlie Brown Christmas DVD last night, and watched it together. They adore it, which makes me glad. A year or two ago, we couldn't interest them in it when it came on TV, and we sat there feeling old and awful, wondering if their taste was all in their mouths.