Then he should be a Darth Jack-of-All-Trades.
You're wrong about River. River's not on the ship. They didn't want her here, but she couldn't make herself leave. So she melted... Melted away. They didn't know she could do that, but she did.
River ,'Objects In Space'
What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35
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.
SailAweigh - May 25, 2005 7:00:55 pm PDT #7089 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Gudanov - May 25, 2005 7:01:54 pm PDT #7090 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
Darth Jack-of-All-Trades.
He slices and dices Jedis but that's not all...
quester - May 25, 2005 7:02:33 pm PDT #7091 of 10001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
Pretend you're not watching it, Gud, then it will speed up to get your attention. What, it works for kids, doesn't it?
Gudanov - May 25, 2005 7:06:44 pm PDT #7092 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
It worked! My computer finished up and now I can go to bed. Night night everybody.
Laura - May 25, 2005 7:08:00 pm PDT #7093 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Sleep tight Gud. It sounds like you could use a nice rest.
Laura - May 25, 2005 7:09:10 pm PDT #7094 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
And I'm outta here too. Way past my bedtime, but I was wound up from the finales.
Night night.
quester - May 25, 2005 7:10:28 pm PDT #7095 of 10001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
Nighty night, too.
Cashmere - May 25, 2005 8:07:49 pm PDT #7096 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Someone needs to rescue this squirrel. I can only imagine her squeaking, "Kill me. Please, kill me."
Edited:
We actually had a similar story here in town a few years ago. A crazy lady rescued an orphaned baby squirrel and dressed her up as an angel in a pet parade. An ODNR official saw it and issued her a citation--you can't keep wild animals as pets. They were ordering the woman to release the squirrel (who by this point was accustomed to wearing doll clothes and sleeping in a toy cradle). A kindly judge intervened at Christmas time saying he wasn't going to be the one to send this woman to jail for keeping a pet squirrel.
I wonder whatever happened to it? Since there was no follow up, I'm assuming Angel is probably dead by now. I have know not the life span of domesticated squirrels.
Lee - May 25, 2005 8:41:22 pm PDT #7097 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
GOOD LUX, PRETTIEST ONE.
Wanna talk about it at all?
Lee - May 25, 2005 8:52:24 pm PDT #7098 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
ita, are you watching Alias? I get the feeling there is going to be an OMGWTF moment in the next few minutes.