My favorite version of that song had Jennings singing a last line that was something like, "My mama wants to know why she only sees my pants and not my face on TV," which completely charmed me, even though I hadn't been a fan of the show.
The girl's not playing with a full deck, Giles. She has almost no deck. She has a three.
Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Natter 39 and Holding
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.
Topic!Cindy - Oct 07, 2005 9:19:41 am PDT #4259 of 10002
What is even happening?
Topic!Cindy - Oct 07, 2005 9:23:08 am PDT #4260 of 10002
What is even happening?
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§ ita § - Oct 07, 2005 9:23:47 am PDT #4261 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I hate being in moving pictures. Grrr. They also shot some short clips for a krav internal video montage, and they came by on a day where I teach three classes and pretty much no one else shows up. So I was all over it. Nothing like having the most senior instructors up there watching you doing defenses all large and in technicolour glory.
Yuck.
brenda m - Oct 07, 2005 9:26:38 am PDT #4262 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I thought the Jazz were from New Orleans.
Some years ago they were.
ETA: Not since '79, though.
Jesse - Oct 07, 2005 9:27:52 am PDT #4263 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Yoouuu oughta be in pictures....
Now I feel I should not get my haircut next week if I'm going to do this Velma thing. Har.
Cashmere - Oct 07, 2005 9:28:11 am PDT #4264 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
When I was 10 my parents were grasped by a 1960’s ideal of self-sufficiency. Then moved us to a small farm, planted a huge garden, and started raising pigs, cattle, and chickens for food. We kids gave the animals fanciful names like Buttercup, Heathcliff, and Pansy.
My uncle bought a cow to raise when we were kids. His daughter named her and babied her and when the time came for slaughter--well...no freakin' way that was going to happen. My uncle had to go out and buy some old, tough cow for their winter meat supply and I swear their pet cow lived to be a ripe, old age.
§ ita § - Oct 07, 2005 9:28:26 am PDT #4265 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Some years ago they were.
ETA: Not since '79, though.
I meant, as in not from St. Louis. Like how I'm still from Jamaica, although I left shortly after the Jazz went north.
sarameg - Oct 07, 2005 9:28:37 am PDT #4266 of 10002
So wait, are the movies of skits for dayjob work or your krav work?
If dayjob, what kind of movie are you making about your workplace where hitting is necessary?!
amych - Oct 07, 2005 9:30:42 am PDT #4267 of 10002
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
ita, are you playing the thug in a "don't assault your coworkers" training film?
§ ita § - Oct 07, 2005 9:31:28 am PDT #4268 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
So wait, are the movies of skits for dayjob work or your krav work?
The skits are dayjob -- the krav stuff is just filming classes.
If dayjob, what kind of movie are you making about your workplace where hitting is necessary?!
Well, it was the least actingish thing they could have asked -- it's a meeting, and the guy sitting next to me says "Gentlemen..." and I smack his arm, and he retools his address. Perfectly in character, have done many times before. Except the guy I hit usually whines about it.
And then the cameraman's all "You were good with the hitting!" Stop!