DVD-R's cannot be burned as a CD in a CD Burner.
Ethan Rayne ,'Potential'
Natter 40: The Nice One
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.
Oh, I've seen that before. Eh. Not something I want to see again, but it's not going to keep me up nights.
BROOKLYN CENTER, Minn.
Ok, That dateline bought me to a full halt. Brooklyn Center has a mall which reminds you of the 70's, if your memory goes that far amiss.
Why can I not find a trailer for this [link] ? It says it's in theaters in December, so wouldn't you think a little promotion would be in order?
Daisy Jane, I don't know if you're still looking, but there's a trailer for All The King's Men here.
Tonight I pulled a booger the size of a pea out of Annabel's nose. Later, she ate my iPod headphone covers, swallowing one of them. Still later, she bit me.
I'm unsure about whether I want to have kids now, and I've had one for 19 months.
I'm unsure about whether I want to have kids now, and I've had one for 19 months.Yeah, I think you've passed the 30 day return period. You can try now, but there might be a restocking fee. Also, you need to have the original packaging.
Can't you donate them to charity?
Ok! People are bringing Her Supreme Cherry-ness into things.
I am breaking out my scary weapons.
They're Soft, Cuddly and Lashed to the Front of a Truck. But Why?
A bear with a prominent grease spot on his little beige nose spends his days wedged behind the bumper guard of an ironworker's pickup in the Gowanus section of Brooklyn. A fuzzy rabbit and a clown, garroted by a bungee cord, slump from the front of a Dodge van in Park Slope. Stewie, the evil baby from "Family Guy," scowls from the grille of a Pepperidge Farm delivery truck in Brooklyn Heights, mold occasionally sprouting from his forehead.
All are soldiers in the tattered, scattered army of the stuffed: mostly discarded toys plucked from the trash and given new if punishing lives on the prows of large motor vehicles, their fluffy white guts flapping from burst seams and going gray in the soot-stream of a thousand exhaust pipes.
Grille-mounted stuffed animals form a compelling yet little-studied aspect of the urban streetscape, a traveling gallery of baldly transgressive public art. The time has come not just to praise them but to ask the big question. Why?
That is, why do a small percentage of trucks and vans have filthy plush toys lashed to their fronts, like prisoners at the mast? Are they someone's idea of a joke? Parking aids? Talismans against summonses?
I even refuse to read that wikipedia entry. Because then I'll recall the graphic properly.
The wiki did remind me of an additional image I didn't need to remember.