I've heard "childhood home," which gives some wiggle room. First pet + place I grew up = Angel St. James. If it had to be where my parents lived when I was born, it's Angel Parker Hill, I think. Ew.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 33 1/3
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.
Jesse - Feb 28, 2005 6:15:11 pm PST #2822 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Pix - Feb 28, 2005 6:16:11 pm PST #2823 of 10002
The status is NOT quo.
Puffer Marshfield has more promise.
quester - Feb 28, 2005 6:16:16 pm PST #2824 of 10002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
From the "life is wierd sometimes file:
My answering machine isn't very good for many reasons. Once 2 years ago there was a brief power outage on a Thursday. Ever since, whenever there is a message the playback always starts with "Thursday, 5:00pm, Power Outage" in a smooth baritone.
So, tonight I come home and the machine is flashing and doing it's annoying beeping thing to tell me there are messages. I start the playback, the power outage thing comes on and then there's someone saying "sorry, wrong number." But there's another message, so the machine says "Thursday, 5:00pm Power Outage" and the power went out. Total blackness.
Weird coincidence.
§ ita § - Feb 28, 2005 6:17:08 pm PST #2825 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I am, I fear, Bruce Wayne Palmetto.
Ho Chi 59th is Satine in comparison.
Jesse - Feb 28, 2005 6:17:56 pm PST #2826 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
JOHN Wayne Palmetto, and you'd have something to work with.
lori - Feb 28, 2005 6:18:09 pm PST #2827 of 10002
Sukoshi Kalalea. Not a chance.
ita, insent. Just because I thought you might like 'em and I'm too lazy to post them anywhere.
Jessica - Feb 28, 2005 6:18:55 pm PST #2828 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Is it the street you were born on, or the street where you first lived?
Well, I'm sure they're more guidelines than rules. If I bent them far enough, I could be Allegra Flower.
quester - Feb 28, 2005 6:19:21 pm PST #2829 of 10002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
Moby Dick Oak Ridge. Too long.
Hil R. - Feb 28, 2005 6:19:43 pm PST #2830 of 10002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
My only pets were hermit crabs, which were named Kristy, Claudia, and Dawn. (Yes, I named them after the Babysitters Club. I was seven.) First street was Hudson.
Jesse - Feb 28, 2005 6:19:55 pm PST #2831 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Dick Oakridge is a good one, though.