Four minutes, 20 seconds to space shuttle launch.
Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.
'Underneath'
Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.
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.
tommyrot - Jul 26, 2005 5:35:38 am PDT #2883 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Gudanov - Jul 26, 2005 5:38:48 am PDT #2884 of 10002
Coding and Sleeping
My officemate just arrived festooned with cicada guts. It kamikazied into his HEAD on the beltway and exploded.
It was only a matter of time before the cicadas started their offensive. I always knew they were evil, they have red eyes.
Consuela - Jul 26, 2005 5:39:59 am PDT #2885 of 10002
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
There goes the shuttle!
Dana - Jul 26, 2005 5:40:10 am PDT #2886 of 10002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Snacky's Law!
tommyrot - Jul 26, 2005 5:40:22 am PDT #2887 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Space shuttle has lifted off.
I got a chill when it happened....
amych - Jul 26, 2005 5:41:09 am PDT #2888 of 10002
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
There goes the shuttle!
Eep. I had a very bad moment of connecting this in my mind with kamikaze cicadas.
Calli - Jul 26, 2005 5:41:16 am PDT #2889 of 10002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
My officemate just arrived festooned with cicada guts. It kamikazied into his HEAD on the beltway and exploded.
Maybe the heat's driving the cicadas mad. Or weakening their carapaces. I've had bugs fly into me before, but they always bounced off. Of course, I could just have more padding than the festooned officemate.
JohnSweden - Jul 26, 2005 5:46:06 am PDT #2890 of 10002
I can't even.
My aussie pal just icqed me to mention that one of the shuttlenauts is from Adelaide (where my pal lives). That's very cool.
bon bon - Jul 26, 2005 5:47:46 am PDT #2891 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Birthday! Kat!
Kalshane - Jul 26, 2005 5:47:46 am PDT #2892 of 10002
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why?
Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.
Timelies,
Happy Birthday, Kat.
There was a time in highschool when I desperately wanted to grow a pony tail. However, me with long hair = afro, so it just wasn't possible.
About organic produce, I know the whole reason behind pesticides is so you don't end up getting inadvertant (and gross) protein with your fruits and veggies. How do the organics manage to avoid that?
My officemate just arrived festooned with cicada guts. It kamikazied into his HEAD on the beltway and exploded.
This is both funny and incredibly gross. I'd imagine I'd only be feeling the latter if it were my head.
There goes the shuttle!
Whoo!