I wonder what his drivers license says?
Class I for Infallible. If the popemobile crashes, it is the road that is at fault.
You like ships. You don't seem to be looking at the destinations. What you care about is the ships, and mine's the nicest.
Kaylee ,'Serenity'
Natter 34: Freak With No Name
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.
Hayden - Apr 01, 2005 9:02:27 am PST #2304 of 10001
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
Alibelle - Apr 01, 2005 9:02:50 am PST #2305 of 10001
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 wonder what his drivers license says?
But doesn't someone else drive the Popemobile? So that his hands are free for waving?
Aims - Apr 01, 2005 9:03:17 am PST #2306 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Sweetie, that's the sign of the cross, not waving.
DXMachina - Apr 01, 2005 9:03:22 am PST #2307 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
But doesn't someone else drive the Popemobile? So that his hands are free for waving?
Cruise control...
Betsy HP - Apr 01, 2005 9:04:11 am PST #2308 of 10001
If I only had a brain...
They're reading the Rosary in Italian on the Vatican steps. it's surprisingly soothing.
Kathy A - Apr 01, 2005 9:04:16 am PST #2309 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
There is only one explanation: There must be two Popes.
Schism!!
Sorry. Actually, the reason there were two John XXIII was because the first one was a schismatic one back in the day who was really horrible and corrupt that the modern-day one decided to negate the first one's very existance and pretend he never existed.
Jesse - Apr 01, 2005 9:05:44 am PST #2310 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Well, I think his real name is Pope John Paul, just as Elizabeth HP is my real name now, although I was born Elizabeth H.Now I wonder -- I had a great aunt (or something) who was a nun, and we always called her by her family name, not her nun name. I wonder what was on her passport?
There's issues there too personal for this board.
Wait, what? You're not going to get into every detail of your family life with thousands of strangers on the internet? That's just wack, man.
Sean K - Apr 01, 2005 9:05:53 am PST #2311 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Sean, you're sposed to flip to a random page.
Of course!
Okay, I turned on the TV to catch the info about the Pope, and they're interviewing people on the street, and the two people they talked to made my brain hurt.
On woman said "Oh, I'm sure he'll recover, he's recovered before."
Ummm..... I have my doubts this time.
Then a man said "I'm praying to God that he'll get just a little longer with us."
Why? Because he's being such an effective Pope in his current condition? Because there will never be another Pope again?
People make my brain hurt.
JohnSweden - Apr 01, 2005 9:06:21 am PST #2312 of 10001
I can't even.
As the Pope travels in fits and starts in the misty half-world between this life and his eternal reward (bummer about that celibacy vis-a-vis the 72 virgins, oh yeah, he's eligible), the sweet mystery of life brings us the third in my occasional series, Post-Modern Labelling and WTF?: a study. You'll remember CupASoup and Snark: parts 1 and 2.
Today, I turn my attention to a seemingly haphazard can of Spam Lite, left in my cupboards by a wandering pair of retired folk. (I don't know why, they just do.) Helpfully, Spam lite provides recipes of stuff you can do with their shoggoth-horror product to make it somewhat more edible, and the recipe in question on this day is Spam Quesadillas. On a "Scientific Scale Factor" of icy, warm and caliente, these faux-quesadillas are hot, you'll see.
I quote: "Do not be fooled by the simplicity of this recipe. Yes, it is easy to make, but the flavor is complicated and exotic. Like something that fills your senses and pulls at your heartstrings and then flies away, wanting to be chased. And you will chase it, oh yes, you will."
Tinned spam label recipe chatter that invokes the spirit of Neruda. On flatbread.
This has been another in the occasional series of Post-Modern Labelling and WTF?: A study.
Alibelle - Apr 01, 2005 9:06:30 am PST #2313 of 10001
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
Sweetie, that's the sign of the cross, not waving.
Oh. Well, I'm going off of memories that are about twenty years old, so there's bound to be some inaccuracies. I was more interested in the cool car than the man, anyway. I'd never seen one like it, where I had seen a bunch of nice-looking old men.