Just being funny because you said something about the buttons at TGIFridays that Mike Judge has taught me to call "flair"(I should've put the quotes on, because surely "flair" and flair only meet up by accident.)
Here is your cup of coffee. Brewed from the finest Colombian lighter fluid.
Xander ,'Chosen'
Natter 32 Flavors and Then Some
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 - Feb 08, 2005 7:16:51 am PST #4920 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!
Steph L. - Feb 08, 2005 7:17:39 am PST #4921 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism
I know that the year before that, I cheerfully pulled my "get out of Lent free" card when we went to war
Oh, right. That's what I was thinking of. For some reason I thought you fell off the Lenten wagon when Angel was cancelled.
Jesse - Feb 08, 2005 7:17:55 am PST #4922 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
My cat generally comes with kissy face noises and lap-patting, but not when you call his name.
juliana - Feb 08, 2005 7:23:11 am PST #4923 of 10002
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
All of the cats I've owned, including Damien, have come to "Heeeeeeeere, kitty kitty kitty" with a sharp upswing in tone on the last "kitty". Z's cats, however, look at me as if I am an alien. The two boys meet us when we come home. Daisy will only deign to acknowledge us if their food is running low.
sarameg - Feb 08, 2005 7:23:19 am PST #4924 of 10002
Devi does whatever she damn well wants to. On rare occasions she'll actually come towards me if I repeatedly say her name questioningly or whiny. Mister Kitty will run up to you if you breathe. Or stop breathing. Mere existance is his reason.
But they do both greet me at the front door.
tommyrot - Feb 08, 2005 7:23:30 am PST #4925 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
My cat comes when called. Both to the kissy face noise and when I meow at him. (There might be a few Buffistas who can attest to the fact that I can do very realistic meows, to the point of having cats stare at me in amazement (or else looking for the cat behind me that meowed).)
§ ita § - Feb 08, 2005 7:23:51 am PST #4926 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
not when you call his name
Maybe you're using the wrong name.
msbelle - Feb 08, 2005 7:23:56 am PST #4927 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I used to have one-day delay with netflix. Now, it seems to be taking them 2-3 days to receive stuff. hmm. I liked my instant turn around.
ION, my to do list is going slowly today. I need some afternoon spring in my step.
Sue - Feb 08, 2005 7:25:27 am PST #4928 of 10002
hip deep in pie
My cats come only to the sound of plastic rustling that is holding cheese, tins opening, and kibble shaking. And when they are outside and have their sweet sweet freedom, they may not come for that, though the pull of the stomach is strong.
Oh, one of my cats will come when I squeak his squeaky mouse.
beathen - Feb 08, 2005 7:27:25 am PST #4929 of 10002
Sure I went over to the Dark Side, but just to pick up a few things.
One of the cats at the house I used to live at would come running at the sound of foil. She would wait for us to roll it into a ball and throw it. She would run across the room, grab the foil ball and bring it back for us to do it again. Foil was her catnip. (It was hilarious watching her do this, too.)