Right. Piano. Because that's what we used to kill that big demon that one time. No, wait. That was a rocket launcher.

Xander ,'Touched'


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.


erikaj - Nov 23, 2005 9:05:51 am PST #6703 of 10006
"Somewhere in this building is our talent." Toby Ziegler, my spirit animal

Totally watching the Leary Xmas thing.(Maybe I'll feel festive by comparison.) Would still date Vince or Jon, but they *are* looking rough these days. Ruby should be OK, Allyson.


Theodosia - Nov 23, 2005 9:08:57 am PST #6704 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"

Does anybody have a login for that NYTimes story?


Sue - Nov 23, 2005 9:10:08 am PST #6705 of 10006
hip deep in pie

buffista/foamy should work Theo. Unless you mean Times Select login...


bon bon - Nov 23, 2005 9:11:33 am PST #6706 of 10006
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Frequently, and today was no exception, I am fooled by chicken pot pie. I think it will be just like regular pie, because the crust is oh-so- delicious looking. And I am rather disappointed by actually eating a gooey mass of overheated peas and repurposed chicken and can't finish it.


shrift - Nov 23, 2005 9:12:28 am PST #6707 of 10006
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

shrift, I think your doctor can just do away with bloodwork. He can diagnose your high blood pressure simply by spending a day on the job with you.

Pretty much, yeah.

They've got me for three more hours, and then I am gone until Monday, and there's nothing they can do about it! Mwahahaha!


beth b - Nov 23, 2005 9:13:09 am PST #6708 of 10006
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I never liked chicken pot pie - 'til I made one myself -- way better than anything I ever bought. and one year at my BIL's house in VT - shortly after tday dinner, we made turkey pot pie.mmm..... and then the sweet potatos became pie...mmm. It was fun teaching men how to kitchen cabinet cook.


Lee - Nov 23, 2005 9:15:30 am PST #6709 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Frequently, and today was no exception, I am fooled by chicken pot pie. I think it will be just like regular pie, because the crust is oh-so- delicious looking. And I am rather disappointed by actually eating a gooey mass of overheated peas and repurposed chicken and can't finish it.

I think this is it for me, too. They could and should be good, but in reality, they aren't.


Sue - Nov 23, 2005 9:17:38 am PST #6710 of 10006
hip deep in pie

I've had a good one once...I think at someone's house. But you are right, bon, they are never as good as I think they will be.


erikaj - Nov 23, 2005 9:21:07 am PST #6711 of 10006
"Somewhere in this building is our talent." Toby Ziegler, my spirit animal

I like pot pies.


bon bon - Nov 23, 2005 9:24:35 am PST #6712 of 10006
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

This is one of the neatest art installations I've heard of in a while.

You are invited to place an object, any object, into the chestlike extension. Close the hatch. A yellow light goes on. You hear a sliding sound and a clunk. Your item has temporarily disappeared into the big box, just as dozens of others have, including wallets, photographs, specially made items (artists have brought their own work) and, memorably, a 2-year-old child. (The daughter of another Koenig artist, Erik Parker, spent a few hours in the box, emerging delighted but respectfully mum about her experiences - the Gelitin team had sworn her to secrecy.)

Take a seat. Eventually - the wait can be from a few minutes to more than an hour - a light on the other extension goes on. Open the door, and you'll find your object joined by a brand-new, handmade "duplicate," or at least something that more or less resembles the original.

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