It's like, in the middle of all this, I'm paranoid that you'll think I don't like poetry.

Buffy ,'Empty Places'


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.


Alibelle - Feb 23, 2005 9:05:18 pm PST #692 of 10002
Apart from sports, "my secret favorite thing on earth is ketchup. I will put ketchup on anything. But it has to be Heinz." - my husband, Michael Vartan

I associate Saltines with: being out on our boat in Biscayne Bay, riding home at the end of the day. Very hungry, but only having the Saltines to eat. Becky (my next door neighbor) and I would ride on the prow of the boat and eat Saltines. Also, I liked to eat them with peanut butter.

Huh. Weird. I also associate Saltines with Florida.


Alibelle - Feb 23, 2005 9:14:35 pm PST #693 of 10002
Apart from sports, "my secret favorite thing on earth is ketchup. I will put ketchup on anything. But it has to be Heinz." - my husband, Michael Vartan

And we know the rule: happies are to be crushed under the boot of the writer.

Not so much on Alias. There, it's more like, "what's prettiest?" "What can we make explode?" And then finally, "Can we make it make sense? No? Ah, well. Can't win them all."

And happies happen. And then sometimes they just wipe out everything and start fresh.

It is not the most logical show, and crushing happies would have to be somewhat cold-bloodedly logical.


DebetEsse - Feb 23, 2005 9:30:09 pm PST #694 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

My contention has always been that events on Alias make sense with what happened immediately before. Further back than that? You're on your own. One of the things that put me, mythology's bitch, off of the show.

Can I get a word-up from night shift in the hiz-ouse?


Lee - Feb 23, 2005 9:30:41 pm PST #695 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Wrod up!


DebetEsse - Feb 23, 2005 9:33:07 pm PST #696 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Hi, Lee!

I'm watching The 4400, as I'm not sleeping till I get on the plane. I took a nap at 7 or so.

How's the packing going?


Lee - Feb 23, 2005 9:34:17 pm PST #697 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

How's the packing going?

The what now?

I need to get to bed soon, I think.


DebetEsse - Feb 23, 2005 9:35:52 pm PST #698 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Bed is good.


Lee - Feb 23, 2005 9:43:12 pm PST #699 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Yes, it is.

Night!


DebetEsse - Feb 23, 2005 9:44:35 pm PST #700 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

G'night.

All by my se-ee-elf.


Volans - Feb 23, 2005 10:17:31 pm PST #701 of 10002
move out and draw fire

Huh. The embassy cafeteria is serving rum-flavoured hot tea this morning. It is no Earl Grey, I tell you.