Vonnie, agreed on the X-Files bit. It'll be amusing to see if any crossover fics pop up anywhere in the next week or so.
Willow ,'Empty Places'
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.
ION, the Nationals game seems to have let out. Much foot traffic outside my window. Can't even move myself to check the score.
Nats won. Sorry, I can't rejoice about that. I think I'll be in mourning for the Spos until, I dunno, I get the chance to rip Bud Selig's guts out with a boathook? Not bitter though.
In which case, if he does break it in any way, it TOTALLY wasn't his fault, because the computer started it.
I was just about to say....
Not bitter though.
There there, Sweetie, there there.
I'll spit on 'em next time I 'round RFK on my way somewhere off-Hill. Will that help?
I'll spit on 'em next time I 'round RFK on my way somewhere off-Hill. Will that help?
Oh, I've got nothing against the team or the town, just the baseball oligarchs who orchestrated the whole sordid affair. Still, if you could get a loogie (but not a LOOGY) on Selig, the Shrub might be still in range too. IJS.
Is your computer a Jew?
Y'all are really not allowed to know about this part of the Plan.
I'm telling.
(And how absurd is a physics smackdown between a lawyer and a web dev who were both, iirc, English majors?)
Yeah. The extent of my physics smackdown begins and ends with AP.
the Shrub might be still in range too
Do. Not. Tempt. Me. go ahead, say "double dog dare 'ya
eta: Aw jeez. Look at the time! 'Night all.
I dunno. If Sean tells the cockbite that his computer is Jewish, it's entirely possible that this will cause the cockbite to give it a very wide berth lest it contaminate him with Jew cooties or something.
I'm so very, very sorry, Sean. What a nasty fucking poisonous insect to have crawling around in your house. The very few times I've ever encountered even a shadow of that, I've just gone inarticulate with rage and revulsion. Strength to you. Strength, and TMBG.
It's possible that I have strong feelings about this.
However, centri-forces? No strong feelings, or even discernible ones. Though considerable amazement at everyone else's breadth of knowledge regarding them.
In completely other, irrelevant, not even tangentially connected to any of the above news, yesterday I saw the cutest guide dog ever in the history of anything. Probably not a guide dog, actually, as such, but an official, trained helper dog accompanying a frail elderly woman, trotting along with its chest puffed out and its head held high, wearing a dayglo orange vest proclaiming "I AM A HELPER DOG. I AM WORKING. PLEASE DO NOT PET ME." The dog? A Pomeranian.
Do. Not. Tempt. Me. go ahead, say "double dog dare 'ya
I'll bake you a cake with a file in it ...