husband's insistence that everyone instantly recognize the quote about the Montgolfier Brothers going up in their first ballon.
WTF? I've never heard about this.
Ok, The Empress is going to die unless Atreyu (hot Plains People boy) finds her a new name. In reading the story, Bastian realizes that he's got to name her or Fantasia is going to explode go boom. He yells it out of the window of the attic, but it's all stormy and no one understands it. Turns out, it's "Moonchild", which is dumb.
Most of that sounds familiar. I just had never heard the "Moonchild" thing. Bee-zar.
Turns out, it's "Moonchild", which is dumb.
Seriously? Seriously, seriously?
I saw that movie a bunch, and while I never quite understood what Bastian (wow, a whole family of dumb names...) was saying, I never thought it was something like frelling Moonchild.
I believe the whole line is, "Moonchild, my mom!"
Dick Cheney told Patrick Leahy to go fuck himself. On the Senate floor. I mean, he said it on the Senate floor, not that that's where he wanted the Senator to do it.
"Go fuck yourself on the Senate floor!" Yeah, that would be puzzling.
Dick Cheney told Patrick Leahy to go fuck himself. On the Senate floor. I mean, he said it on the Senate floor, not that that's where he wanted the Senator to do it.
Yeah, that's the incident. I was too lazy to look up specifics, and I knew Jesse would come along and give correct details.
Or, you know, somebody...
But yeah, presumably, Cheney started to say something along the lines of "He must be a friend of Patrick Leahy's" before what passes for a brain in that man kicked in and said NOOOOOOOO! DON'T SAY THAAAT!
Though, I must admit, I would've laughed had Cheney said that.
From the Hugh Laurie interview;
"He works 77 hours a day. He's a stranger in a strange land," said Mr. Leonard. "For a long time, he was living at the Chateau Marmont and padding around like a ghost."
Oh, man. Someone need to go hug him already.
When he does have actual free time, Mr. Laurie has some soulful hobbies that Mr. Shore has written into the House character: he plays piano for solace, and goes for long rides on his Triumph motorcycle. For fitness, the former rower (and son of an Olympian crew hero) has given up the oars, which he says were never fun to begin with. He now chooses to get knocked around in a boxing ring, a sport that House can never take up.
This is doing nothing to lessen my already raging crush on Mr. Laurie.