"The mine caved in Nova Scotia and killed a bunch of guys"
Spring Hill Mining Disaster, Aimee. The close, minor harmonies are incredible.
Every planet has its own weird customs. About a year before we met, I spent six weeks on a moon where the principal form of recreation was juggling geese. My hand to God. Baby geese. Goslings. They were juggled.
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Beverly - Apr 12, 2005 10:40:26 am PDT #5075 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
shrift - Apr 12, 2005 10:42:38 am PDT #5076 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Kitchen noises when I am not in the kitchen=someone else making me food, which is always a delightful thing to contemplate.
I have never made this connection. Possibly because there never was a connection, at least, not in the morning. Kitchen noises meant putting away clean dishes. At 6AM. With loud clatters and bongs and clacks and crashes.
Camp counselor woke me up by singing the "Good morning to you! Good morning to you! You look very drowsy! In fact you look lousy!" song back when I was still in elementary school. It made me sociopathic. If I'd gone back, I'm certain that I'd be fucking up the statistics on serial killers by now.
Jesse - Apr 12, 2005 10:44:23 am PDT #5077 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Joyce & Ulysses is one of those things you get by cultural osmosis, even if you haven't read the source material. It's sort of like how I recognize all the lines from the Godfather movies without ever having watched them.
Word. I have a ton of things like that.
msbelle - Apr 12, 2005 10:49:07 am PDT #5078 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Pern, ijs.
Calli - Apr 12, 2005 11:09:47 am PDT #5079 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I'm usually the first one up and making noise. Since I live alone, that's not currently too obnoxious.
My dad used to sing navy drinking songs to my older sister, until she sang one of them in Sunday School. We were attending a church that had just stopped banning alcohol for its members, but they hadn't gotten to a point where 6 year olds singing, "I was drunk last night / and the night before / gonna get drunk tonight / like I've never been drunk before" would go over well.
I got hymns at first. Then drinking songs when Dad felt I could distinguish between "songs for church" and "songs for elsewhere".
§ ita § - Apr 12, 2005 11:21:13 am PDT #5080 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I'm totally loving Grey's Anatomy so far. I think it's mainly due to Patrick Dempsey.
I would like my own fictional character, and I would like him to look at me the way Dempsey looks at his character's object of desire.
Kitchen noises when I am not in the kitchen=someone else making me food, which is always a delightful thing to contemplate
I'm basically okay with being woken by kitchen noises -- no one got up earlier than my mother -- but I prefer being woken up by kitchen smells. Coffee (even if I'm not having any), bacon, bread, fried fish ... that's how you come to consciousness.
msbelle - Apr 12, 2005 11:26:40 am PDT #5081 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Derek Sheppard = MINE
§ ita § - Apr 12, 2005 11:28:46 am PDT #5082 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Derek Sheppard = MINE
Stop! Now!
He needs to be shown effectual fists, and then it'll be all over for anyone else.
A co-worker just made a flesh-eating bacteria joke, and I totally stole his air with tales of Steph's big boss.
I think he hates me now.
Matt the Bruins fan - Apr 12, 2005 11:32:19 am PDT #5083 of 10001
You have to remember that being a 5-time Olympic medalist means Hilary Knight has been playing hockey at an elite level at least 16 years. It's impossible for her to be a teenage girl less than 16 years old, thus the President's complete lack of interest.
I would like my own fictional character, and I would like him to look at me the way Dempsey looks at his character's object of desire.
I want one that looks to me like Dempsey looks sprawled out nekkid on the living room floor. (Thanks for the heads-up about the repeat broadcast of that, by the way.)
Scrappy - Apr 12, 2005 11:34:26 am PDT #5084 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Dempsey looks sprawled out nekkid on the living room floor
Wait. What?
sets TiVo