Oh, which reminds me, I was going to evoke pity from my LJ friendslist and try to con fic out of them.
Do! I probably won't be able to play, due to jinxing myself yesterday, though.
Inara: So. Would you like to lecture me on the wickedness of my ways? Book: I brought you some supper, but if you'd prefer a lecture, I've a few very catchy ones prepped. Sin and hellfire... one has lepers.
'Serenity'
Natter .38 Special
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.
shrift - Sep 20, 2005 7:56:10 am PDT #9250 of 10002
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Kalshane - Sep 20, 2005 7:56:29 am PDT #9251 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.
My dad listened to a lot of Queen, Styx, AC/DC and Zepplin when I was a kid, while my mother tended to go with crooners and the occasional musical. I remember she loved the song "A Few of My Favorite Things" and it drove me nuts. I gravitated towards my dad's side of things, though I do still enjoy the occaisional muscial.
To this day my dad and I still have similar tastes in music and will recommend a band or album to each other from time to time.
For my year, 1994 I recognize probably 90% of the songs, only like 8 of them and absolutely hate about 70 of them.
§ ita § - Sep 20, 2005 7:56:51 am PDT #9252 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I'm a sucker. '89 has Tone Loc, FYC, Anita Baker, Bon Jovi, and for when you really need a laugh, an assload of Vanilli.
Dana - Sep 20, 2005 7:57:35 am PDT #9253 of 10002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Dana, I skipped lots - how are your parents doing?
They're better, thanks. They've been able to get into the city and verify that the second story of the house is fine -- no water, no damage. We're hoping to go there en masse this weekend (my parents, me, and some of my dad's brothers) to start ripping out sheet rock and carpet. The big concern, now that the water's drained, is the mold that's growing all over everything downstairs.
My grandparents and great aunt returned to their homes yesterday. We're hoping they won't have to evacuate again because of Hurricane Rita.
Wolfram - Sep 20, 2005 7:58:50 am PDT #9254 of 10002
Visilurking
Polgara, heartfelt condolences to you and your sister.
Lee - Sep 20, 2005 7:59:49 am PDT #9255 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Sexual intercourse as a precipitating factor of transient global amnesia.
Okay, given that my father has had transient global amnesia, there is not enough ewww in the world.
Gudanov - Sep 20, 2005 8:03:21 am PDT #9256 of 10002
Coding and Sleeping
I saw a white squirrel in Minneapolis once. And just a few weeks ago I saw a black squirrel in southern Wisconsin.
Just make sure they never come in contact.
tommyrot - Sep 20, 2005 8:06:06 am PDT #9257 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.
Now I'm picturing a black squirrel and a white one, both attached to a bomb. Our hero has ten seconds to defuse the bomb.
"The black one--no the white one!!!"
Emily - Sep 20, 2005 8:06:13 am PDT #9258 of 10002
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
I thought the Malkovich/Dangerous Liaisons video was for "No More I Love Yous".
I don't know what it says about my graduating high school class that the Macarena made it into the top 100 list twice.
This was your graduating high school class? Dude. This was the year I moved to Massachusetts.
Cashmere - Sep 20, 2005 8:06:27 am PDT #9259 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
It's all very Liaisons Dangereuses but I really liked that particular video, so I remember it very well.
I really love that video.
And I weep for the too 100 of 1989. Not that I was listening to a lot of it. I was curled up in my room with the windows blacked out listening to The Dead Milkmen and The Circle Jerks.