Wash: Psychic, though? That sounds like something out of science fiction. Zoe: We live in a space ship, dear. Wash: So?

'Objects In Space'


Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


brenda m - Nov 16, 2005 1:51:39 pm PST #5163 of 10003
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

-t, your PE classes had tests??

Yeah. I don't remember it too clealry, but I think every class was required to have so many written tests. Including PE. i know I was tested on the rules of basketball. To this day I have no idea what they are, other than the ball going through the hoop scores points. It would have been nice to learn something like that in PE, actually.

We had that in high school (Wisconsin) and, actually, it's been one of the more directly useful classes.

called "writing across the curriculum".

Not a part of that, though.


beekaytee - Nov 16, 2005 1:52:43 pm PST #5164 of 10003
Compassionately intolerant

ChiKat was me. I 'interviewed' a gay male hooker and a high priced call girl for an undergrad psych paper. Which is to say, a couple of my friends answered questions the night before the paper was due. I got the highest grade in the class.

As fate would have it though...apparently the male friend wasn't altogether lying (although I did not know that at the time) and the female aspired to the calling...pun intended.

I didn't feel bad about the cheating because I did good analysis...which I felt was the point of the paper. Plus, I didn't make up the interview responses and getting rolled in some alley for trying to chat up street walkers without paying might have seriously limited my chances for turning the paper in on time.

Years later, I 'shared' an answer with a classmate on our take-home stats exam. I told him what I got. He told me what he got. We each decided what we would ultimately put on paper.

It helped, in a weird way, that he was a priest (actually a 'Brother" as in, Little Brothers of Mary, which always cracked me up...my friend said it was like having all the fun, without all the responsibility of priesthood.)

When I said I felt bad about having the test conversation, my friend said he was pretty sure that God had other things to be concerned about, right then. I'm thinking he has a point.


ChiKat - Nov 16, 2005 1:55:21 pm PST #5165 of 10003
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

I didn't feel bad about the cheating because I did good analysis...which I felt was the point of the paper.

This exactly.

Years later, I 'shared' an answer with a classmate on our take-home stats exam.

My professors encourage this. They feel you learn better by discussing your thoughts and clarifying your answers.


-t - Nov 16, 2005 1:58:19 pm PST #5166 of 10003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

We had that in high school (Wisconsin) and, actually, it's been one of the more directly useful classes

My beef is that we had the tests without being taught the subject. Because the tests were mandated but the teaching, apparently, was not. So, yeah, bad implementation.


sumi - Nov 16, 2005 1:58:42 pm PST #5167 of 10003
Art Crawl!!!

My birthday was yesterday. But I was only on the board in the morning.


-t - Nov 16, 2005 2:01:03 pm PST #5168 of 10003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

A very merry unbirthday to you today, then.

And to us all. Unless it is anyone's birthday. Then happy birthday to him or her.


tommyrot - Nov 16, 2005 2:02:11 pm PST #5169 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Pretty Siamese kitties.

Although I am a terrible person, because I think the "show" or "wedge-headed" Siamese cats are much more beautiful than the traditional "apple-head" Siamese. (Some people think the "show" Siamese have been bred to a bad extreme.)

I've heard tell that people who cheat rarely, if ever, win, and that those who win have not been known to cheat.


WindSparrow - Nov 16, 2005 2:20:20 pm PST #5170 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

does a belated-birthday dance for sumi


Strega - Nov 16, 2005 2:25:26 pm PST #5171 of 10003

Yeah, but if you don't buy into the other reasons (which is why, perhaps generously, I assume people don't follow that particular one), what's left other than fear of reprisal?

Well, that's a different problem. If you're trying to encourage a particular behavior, saying, "It's the law" is probably effective. When I say it's not a good reason, I mean logically. But I don't think people fail to wear seatbelts or helmet because they're getting philosophical about it.

I've heard tell that people who cheat rarely, if ever, win, and that those who win have not been known to cheat.

Heh. Those people have never played games with my family.


vw bug - Nov 16, 2005 2:33:09 pm PST #5172 of 10003
Mostly lurking...

I'm scared.

I have an e-mail from one of my professors. I need to read it, because I need to make sure I'm going to pass the class if I stay in it.

But, I'm scared.

Also, I have a cold. My head is foggy. My throat hurts. And I'm coughing. Again. At least this isn't asthma coughing. Yet. I paged my doctor, 'cause it's just too close for comfort to the whole asthma thing. She's upping my steroids (again!) and increasing my albuterol use until the cold is over.

That's what I get for starting a conversation in Bitches about cheaters :)