I get bummed at Halloween. The last apartment I had and this condo have security locked doors, so we never get trick or treaters. I'm a deprived person, no cuteness for me! However, I still have candy.
Yes, it's terribly simple. The good guys are always stalwart and true, the bad guys are easily distinguished by their pointy horns or black hats, and, uh, we always defeat them and save the day. No one ever dies, and everybody lives happily ever after.
Giles ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
SailAweigh - Oct 31, 2005 2:46:14 pm PST #400 of 10006
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Jesse - Oct 31, 2005 2:47:16 pm PST #401 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh, the cutest thing I saw on my way home: A little tiny kid in a stroller, all wrapped up in blanket, but with Spider-Man legs sticking out.
le nubian - Oct 31, 2005 2:49:09 pm PST #402 of 10006
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
I had this man come to my door with his little child (he was about 3 I think):
"excuse me, my son is allergic to chocolate, can he have the suckers?"
brenda m - Oct 31, 2005 2:55:40 pm PST #403 of 10006
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
Is it evil that I guffawed?
Then you are exactly as evil as I. Am.
Susan W. - Oct 31, 2005 3:00:06 pm PST #404 of 10006
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Has a preacher ever actually won the Darwin Awards while exercising his pastoral duties before?
Jars - Oct 31, 2005 3:04:13 pm PST #405 of 10006
Dear Low Twentysomething Who Works In The Microbiology Lab Down The Hall:
Wah! This is me. By accident, but ALL THE TIME. And I don't wear tiny tiny underwear, I tend towards big ol' boxers, but still. I just have no hips to speak of, and even when I wear a tight belt, there tends to be slippage throughout the day. Long story short, pretty much everyone I know is more acquainted with my crack than either they or I would be happy with.
SailAweigh - Oct 31, 2005 3:04:15 pm PST #406 of 10006
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Has a preacher ever actually won the Darwin Awards while exercising his pastoral duties before?
Good question. How do they choose those anyway? Do people nominate candidates or do the originators just scan the newspapers for stupid people tricks?
sarameg - Oct 31, 2005 3:06:20 pm PST #407 of 10006
OK, so guess who saw me out on the balcony and started wailing?
Yup, Miss Tortiepants.
So of course, I had to go down and give her a lap and lots of petting.
@@-> self.
She's now on the stoop, staring up at my balcony. Dude, bring your kid, I'll kidnap you both and subject you to all sorts of feline torture take you to a vet in a car and get you all fixed up and find homes.
dw - Oct 31, 2005 3:08:02 pm PST #408 of 10006
Silence means security silence means approval
OK, I'm heading home to take Annabel out for tricks and treats.
Sadly, my wife is leaving my people-hating self alone AGAIN to hand out candy. I don't want to deal with people knocking at the door asking for sugar.
Did I mention that I hate Halloween? Or is that verboten here?
Anyway, there will be pictures of Annabel the Cat up in a couple of hours.
flea - Oct 31, 2005 3:17:30 pm PST #409 of 10006
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