Zoe: Is there any way I'm gonna get out of this with honor and dignity? Wash: You're pretty much down to ritual suicide, lambie-toes.

'War Stories'


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.


erikaj - Dec 27, 2004 1:12:15 pm PST #772 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!

Thanks, Nilly. This is true, Hec."Doctors Pick Bullets Out of Guys" and "Busting Corporate Criminals."


WildDemon Cornelius - Dec 27, 2004 1:14:54 pm PST #773 of 10002
Take your fingers off it, don't you dare touch it, you know it don't belong to you, to you...

"Hec, Don't harsh on mortality. If not for it, what would I watch on television? IJS"

Yes, but from what I hear...mortality kills you! Real no fooling kills you, you're really dead!


§ ita § - Dec 27, 2004 1:23:42 pm PST #774 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Mortality makes sex more fun too.


Kat - Dec 27, 2004 1:32:12 pm PST #775 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

ita, is Thai Massage akin to passive stretching? One of the knitsters I'm friends with has a sis who is a massage therapist at Burke Williams. She mentioned something about her sister coming back from Thailand last week (missing the tsunami) from learning Thai massage.

Hey, Kat, want to go get pumpkin pancakes or other stuff at Hugo's on Friday?

Sure!

The rain is just about to begin and I'm still putting ornaments away.


SailAweigh - Dec 27, 2004 1:34:07 pm PST #776 of 10002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Mortality makes sex more fun too

As long as the mortality and sex aren't simultaneous.


WildDemon Cornelius - Dec 27, 2004 1:53:00 pm PST #777 of 10002
Take your fingers off it, don't you dare touch it, you know it don't belong to you, to you...

Well...unless you're into that...what are you staring at me for?

It is true that mortality makes a lot of things more fun: eating, drinking, sex, writing, sailing to byzantium, etc.


Lee - Dec 27, 2004 2:03:17 pm PST #778 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Sure!

Yay! 10:00 good?


§ ita § - Dec 27, 2004 2:25:19 pm PST #779 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

is Thai Massage akin to passive stretching?

With shiatsu and a bit of deep tissue. At least in the fifty minute version. I suspect the next time I give in to the B+W urge, it will be deluxe Thai. The crack dealermasseuse told me to stick to shiatsu/Thai and deep tissue, because of my tolerance and flexibility.

Sweet talker.


Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 27, 2004 2:27:19 pm PST #780 of 10002
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

Very interesting. Lots of evidence, but I can't say if it's conclusive.

If it turns out to be true, it would at least eliminate one of the vast array of tick marks I've made against the Bush administration. Big Brothering cameramen and reporters about the frequency of their equipment really outraged me when going by the assumption that it was a microphone system he was wearing during the debates, but no problemo if they were worried about interference with a defibrillator. Well, aside from concern that a poentially debilitating degenerative disorder might have been concealed from voters before the election, but I can empathize with not wanting to become a large scale version of those twitching frogs from biology class in front of a hundred million viewers.


Gus - Dec 27, 2004 2:28:37 pm PST #781 of 10002
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.

... sailing to byzantium, etc. ...

A Yeats reader.

WD Cornelius is on our "suspect indivduals" list. Yeats readers. Do we trust them? Would Bush trust them? Would Bush have any idea what we are talking about?

Back on topic: Mortality sucks.