Hey, preaching to the choir. I thought our Lady of the Perpetual Sea Breeze was the real deal until the Divine Miss J walked right through that door and right into my ass—which is where my heart is…physiologically. I could show you an x-ray.

Lorne ,'Time Bomb'


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.


Betsy HP - Mar 16, 2005 9:50:23 am PST #8032 of 10002
If I only had a brain...

Hey, guys, I'm trying to remember famous opening monologues, voiceovers that started shows. Here are three I know of:

1. Try THIS for a deep dark secret. 2. My name is t deleted. I'm an astronaut. 3. In every generation, there is a ...

Other suggestions?


-t - Mar 16, 2005 9:50:34 am PST #8033 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

-t and I both saw the name "Buck Bokai" and our minds immediately went to the same place.

Yup. So much for me being enigmatic and inscrutable.


Dana - Mar 16, 2005 9:51:50 am PST #8034 of 10002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

"Space, the final frontier..."

And, um, how does it go? "Do not attempt to adjust your TV set..."


Kathy A - Mar 16, 2005 9:52:06 am PST #8035 of 10002
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

The handheld thingee that the Dean Stockwell character (what was his name, anyway?) used to contact Ziggy in Quantum Leap.


§ ita § - Mar 16, 2005 9:52:12 am PST #8036 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

"You unlock this door with the key of imagination, beyond it is another dimension. A dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into . . . The Twilight Zone."


Emily - Mar 16, 2005 9:52:38 am PST #8037 of 10002
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola

One of Lex Luthor's Blue Bottles of Water?

Professor X's wheelchair?


Aims - Mar 16, 2005 9:52:40 am PST #8038 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

One more Victor...

A watermelon. That have been dropped from the sky.


Dana - Mar 16, 2005 9:52:52 am PST #8039 of 10002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

And "I was falsely accused of a hideous crime...", although maybe not so famous.


§ ita § - Mar 16, 2005 9:52:54 am PST #8040 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

"In 1972, a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit! These men promptly escaped from a maximum-security stockade to the Los Angeles underground! Today, if you have a problem, if no one else can help -- and if you can find them -- maybe you can hire... THE A-TEAM!"


Scrappy - Mar 16, 2005 9:53:28 am PST #8041 of 10002
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

1968, I was twelve years old. A lot happened that year. Dennis McLain won 31 games, The Mod Squad hit the air, and I graduated from Hillcrest Elementary and entered junior high school...but we'll get to that. There's no pretty way to put this: I grew up in the suburbs. I guess most people think of the suburb as a place with all the disadvantages of the city, and none of the advantages of the country, and vice versa. But, in a way, those really were the wonder years for us there in the suburbs. It was kind of a golden age for kids.

Damn, I loved that show.