ION, is anyone watching The Closer on TNT? What do you think?
I've wanted to watch, but it's on past my bedtime. Is it worth taping?
Let him do his thing, and then you get him out. No messing with him for laughs.
Mal ,'Ariel'
Natter 36: But We Digress...
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.
vw bug - Jun 27, 2005 5:43:20 am PDT #4688 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Jesse - Jun 27, 2005 5:43:37 am PDT #4689 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Last wedding I attended, there was one single guy. And he was a hot tub salesman from Canada. Nice guy, but no.
Har. That's like the setup to a bad joke right there.
tommyrot - Jun 27, 2005 5:44:23 am PDT #4690 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
These kids today, they want it all
Twentysomethings being dubbed `Entitlement Generation' for their lofty job expectations
Evan Wayne thought he was prepared for anything during a recent interview for a job in radio sales.
Then the interviewer hit the 24-year-old Chicagoan with this: "So, we call you guys the `Entitlement Generation,'" the Baby Boomer executive said, expressing an oft-heard view of today's young workforce. "You think you're entitled to everything."
Such labeling is, perhaps, a rite of passage for every crop of twentysomethings. In their day, Baby Boomers were rabble-rousing hippies, while Gen Xers were apathetic slackers.
Now, deserved or not, this generation is being pegged, too--as one with shockingly high expectations for salary, job flexibility and duties but little willingness to take on grunt work or remain loyal to a company.
JZ - Jun 27, 2005 5:49:05 am PDT #4691 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Man, I wish my friends would set me up on blind dates. I've got nothing!!
Dude, I'm sorry. I could set you up over here, and there were in fact a handful of single guys at the Zmayhem wedding (which you foolishly ditched for some family thing. What. Ev.), but the only truly stellar guy I know anywhere in the tri-state area is getting married in August.
Also, t frolics in birthday wishes like a puppy in a pile of autumn leaves
tommyrot - Jun 27, 2005 5:50:46 am PDT #4692 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
What is the tri-state area for SF?
Tom Scola - Jun 27, 2005 5:50:50 am PDT #4693 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Happy Birthday JZ!
Fred Pete - Jun 27, 2005 5:53:02 am PDT #4694 of 10001
Ann, that's a ferret.
What is the tri-state area for SF?
I don't know which ones exactly, but I'd assume they're states of mind and not political entities.
Jesse - Jun 27, 2005 5:53:09 am PDT #4695 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
What is the tri-state area for SF?
I'm thinking she meant my tri-state area.
Thanks, JZ!
Jessica - Jun 27, 2005 5:53:21 am PDT #4696 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Now, deserved or not, this generation is being pegged, too--as one with shockingly high expectations for salary, job flexibility and duties but little willingness to take on grunt work or remain loyal to a company.
You can't blame us, though -- we went to high-school/college during the Clinton years. There was supposed to be a booming economy full of high-paying internet jobs waiting for us when we got out! Our expectations seemed reasonable at the time!
JZ - Jun 27, 2005 5:53:55 am PDT #4697 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I meant Jesse's tri-state area. I have one Back East guy, whom I actually would've set up with any number of Somervillains or NYCistas if I'd had the chance, who tragically went and met The One last year. They met at an audition, she proposed to him with a spoon (some long story about a quaint country tradition of her ancestresses which I can't now recall), he responded with a mighty "SPOOOOOON!", and now he's off the market.
There is no tri-state area in California. We're so spread out that San Mateo-Contra Costa totally counts as a long-distance romance.