Mal: Well, you were right about this being a bad idea. Zoe: Thanks for sayin', sir.

'Serenity'


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.


Gus - Feb 08, 2005 10:35:41 am PST #5082 of 10002
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.

tommyrot wants to disturb people today.

Someone hand him a slice of pizza.


Maria - Feb 08, 2005 10:35:47 am PST #5083 of 10002
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift

juliana's pizza sounds yummy, too.

lisah, will you autograph my CD the next time I see you? Pretty please?

All that said, I don't much like Yorkies. But the one Yorkie I ever really knew was extremely nast, so I blame her thoroughly and remain determined to challenge my prejudice by making the acquaintance of another Yorkie at some point.

Oh, you need to hang out with my sister's Yorkie. Bacall is 3 pounds of pure enjoyment. She's got attitude, but nasty isn't in her genes. Smart as a whip, too. When you see just the tip of her tongue hang out because she's exhausted herself playing with you, you'll melt. I promise.

DF and I have 2 cats and a dog. Lucky and Reggie act like dogs, and Coco's sole purpose in life is to make the cats play with her. It's not unusual for all three animals to have draped themselves on one of us at one time.


Betsy HP - Feb 08, 2005 10:37:06 am PST #5084 of 10002
If I only had a brain...

Shit. I may be in trouble.

Dana is me! Then again, we all knew that. She said, charmingly.


§ ita § - Feb 08, 2005 10:37:16 am PST #5085 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

The items include glibness and superficial charm, grandiose self-worth, pathological lying, proneness to boredom and emotional vacuity.

Shit. I may be in trouble.

Pfft. You're not that charming.

See, that didn't even feel good. Couldn't someone else set me up for that joke? It's not right to say that to Dana.


Liese S. - Feb 08, 2005 10:37:20 am PST #5086 of 10002
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Shit. I may be in trouble.

Hee. My reaction to the list was pretty much, "Huh."


Kat - Feb 08, 2005 10:37:23 am PST #5087 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

msbelle, eat something small because 7 is still hours away. Something like the size of a single portion which, I'm told is the size of your fist and wth your wee fists of rage you won't fill up.

Jessica, how's the new apartment?


Liese S. - Feb 08, 2005 10:38:38 am PST #5088 of 10002
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Pfft. You're not that charming.

Isn't not that charming actually superficially charming?


Liese S. - Feb 08, 2005 10:38:56 am PST #5089 of 10002
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

That should have had more punctuation.


Dana - Feb 08, 2005 10:39:12 am PST #5090 of 10002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

You're not that charming.

Watch it, or I'll turn my emotional vacuity on you.


Kathy A - Feb 08, 2005 10:39:26 am PST #5091 of 10002
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

I'm a purist--the One True Pizza is deep-dish cheese and sausage, with maybe a few mushrooms spread out, but not too many.

Going back for a minimeara:

brenda, you must have Italian Beef now that you're here in Chicago! Buona Beef is the most consistently good chain, but the individual places can vary in quality (Amato's, just north of North Ave and Harlem, is of the very highest YUM). I remember when a Chicagoan opened up a classic hotdog/beef/burger place near the Marquette campus when I was in college up in Milwaukee--all the Illinois natives bombarded the place for some home cooking!

Oh, and raw tomatoes have a nasty smell and taste, even the "bland" ones that are produced out of season around here--I'm with Nilly on this. Only good tomato is a cooked one, preferably made into a yummy red sauce.

My cat not only greets me at the door when I get home from work, but leads me directly to her food dish (she gets fed in the evening only, a policy I instituted when she tried to move her morning feeding up incrementally every day, until she woke me up at 4:00 in the morning with the loudest "MRROW!" I have ever heard out of her).