What happened?
Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.
Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'
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.
Lee - Oct 25, 2005 9:38:02 pm PDT #8786 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
tommyrot - Oct 25, 2005 9:39:55 pm PDT #8787 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.
White Sox won.
Longest WS game by time. Ties the record for longest WS game by innings, set in 1914 (Babe Ruth pitched a full game).
dw - Oct 25, 2005 10:05:35 pm PDT #8788 of 10002
Silence means security silence means approval
Ironically, 1914 was the last time a team that was 15 games under at any point during the season still made the World Series. 1914 was the year of the Miracle Braves (who may have had some help from some gambling interests).
ETA: Actually, it was Game 2 of the 1916 WS. (I thought wait, Ruth didn't play for the Braves until the tail end of his career.) Ruth threw a 14-inning complete game -- and beat Sherry Smith, who threw 13 1/3 innings. It was Brooklyn's first Series appearance (as the Robins, not the Dodgers).
Here's the boxscore: [link]
aurelia - Oct 25, 2005 10:23:06 pm PDT #8789 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
And I thought I was gonna watch Supernatural after the game. I'd probably end up with dreams about slasher baseball players (which is not remotely related to baseball player slash).
Kristen - Oct 25, 2005 10:40:53 pm PDT #8790 of 10002
I've had the song, The Candy Man, stuck in my head ever since the start of this episode.
ETA: Sammy Davis has now been replaced by Boston. All is right with the world again.
§ ita § - Oct 26, 2005 3:59:34 am PDT #8791 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Dude -- so not helping:
Hollywood actor Nicolas Cage decided to call his baby son Kal-El because he believes the name has a "magical ring" to it. Cage, 41, and his 21-year-old wife Alice welcomed the arrival of their first child together earlier this month, and stunned fans when they announced the baby's unusual name, which was originally given to fictional superhero Superman at birth. The Leaving Las Vegas star says, "Alice and I wanted to have a name that was exotic and American and which stood for something good, because our son is exotic and he's American and we both think he's good. But having said that, I always liked the sound of the name. It has kind of a magical ring to it: Abracadabra Kal-El Shazam!"
sumi - Oct 26, 2005 4:16:38 am PDT #8792 of 10002
Art Crawl!!!
Yeah, that really doesn't help.
So, I watched TAR, then Nip/Tuck and a bit of the local news while I was rewinding Supernatural. Clicked over to baseball - it was in the 8th inning. Figured it would be over soon. Watched Supernatural. With the baseball during the ads. Then watched Sherlock Holmes from when I taped in the wee hours of Tuesday morning. At the end of which -- baseball STILL not over.
That was pretty unbelievable. Also, I can't believe I watched it. (Well, I was online with the tv on.)
Kat - Oct 26, 2005 4:17:54 am PDT #8793 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Good thing Nicholas Cage is rich so he can pay for lots of therapy for his son.
Glamcookie - Oct 26, 2005 4:19:15 am PDT #8794 of 10002
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Sherlock Holmes
Basil Rathbone and Nigel Bruce? I've been watching all of those on DVD lately. Love them! Basil is a sexy bitch.
§ ita § - Oct 26, 2005 4:23:04 am PDT #8795 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Or was it the Sherlock Holmes with Rupert Everett?
You know ... a guy named Kal El is just going to get hit. You might like him, but you're going to want to hit him, kinda hard, once or twice.