You're a good neighbor.
I love the smell of desperate librarian in the morning.
Snyder ,'Showtime'
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.
Jesse - Nov 18, 2005 6:02:14 pm PST #5449 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
sarameg - Nov 18, 2005 6:05:59 pm PST #5450 of 10006
To be noted (oh man, 1.5 scotch is hitting now) I'm abstractly not opposed to pot. Personally, sure, due to personal experiences with folk. It won't happen in my house. I just don't appreciate my neighborhood turning into an illicit market. Around here, that breeds problems.
Lee - Nov 18, 2005 6:11:24 pm PST #5451 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I went to the chiropractor, and now feel all unadjusted, even though I think it's just me.
Kate P. - Nov 18, 2005 6:29:59 pm PST #5452 of 10006
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
The Colbert Nation website has Colbert/O'Reilly slash fanfic!
I have now lost count of the number of times I've said, "Just when I thought I couldn't love Stephen Colbert any more..."
Burrell - Nov 18, 2005 8:57:01 pm PST #5453 of 10006
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I'm not vacating. I'm hosting family. It's a whole different vibe. Ah well, at least I'll get to see vacating types.
It's funny how much Franny is looking forward to seeing her cousins and vice versa. I forgot what that was like, that kid thing where vacation time is the best time there is.
Cashmere - Nov 19, 2005 2:46:35 am PST #5454 of 10006
Now tagless for your comfort.
Theodosia - Nov 19, 2005 2:56:00 am PST #5455 of 10006
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Great reading for first thing in the morning: My life as a Penguin:
By now the penguins have gathered round the bucket and a few have wandered over to size me up. They stare, they circle, they stretch their necks. "The neck-stretch thing is: 'I just don't know what to make of you,'" says Rowell. Occasionally one will tilt back its head and bray like a donkey. One of the small Africans leans in and tugs on my trouserleg with his beak. Two others take turns pecking my right shoe. A fourth penguin ducks under my arm and tries to take my pen. Penguins have an insatiable curiosity which, when you are its subject, borders on harassment. It's like being threatened by a gang of eight-year-olds.
JZ - Nov 19, 2005 4:07:43 am PST #5456 of 10006
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Oh, Theo, that article is fantastic. And I'm so desperately tempted to take this as a tagline:
Barring a last-minute monkey uprising, 2005 looks set to be the year of the penguin.
except that (a) my present tagline is still all new and shiny, and (b) I feel honor-bound to defer to the true penguin people and concede it to either billytea or DX.
Lee - Nov 19, 2005 4:30:02 am PST #5457 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Happy Birthday DX!
Tom Scola - Nov 19, 2005 4:39:38 am PST #5458 of 10006
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Happy Birthday DX!