On my seventh birthday, I wanted a toy fire truck, and I didn't get it, and you were real nice about it, and then the house next door burnt down, and then real firetrucks came, and for years I thought you set the fire for me. And if you did, you can tell me!

Xander ,'Same Time, Same Place'


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.


Nicole - Dec 07, 2005 10:58:27 am PST #9974 of 10006
I'm getting the pig!

msbelle, I hope you start feeling better soon.


Laura - Dec 07, 2005 11:00:17 am PST #9975 of 10006
Our wings are not tired.

Poor msbelle's tummy. You have any gingerale source close by?


tommyrot - Dec 07, 2005 11:00:26 am PST #9976 of 10006
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Gardner said a woman seated with the man ran after him, yelling that her husband was bipolar and had not taken his medication. Gardner described the woman as “hysterical.”

Yikes! That's sad....


msbelle - Dec 07, 2005 11:02:02 am PST #9977 of 10006
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

oh, ginger ale would probably be good. I can get that across the street. hrm, maybe I can convince someone to go for me.


JZ - Dec 07, 2005 11:02:03 am PST #9978 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.

Bipolar and off his meds? And his wife was with him and had to see the whole thing? Oh, God, how awful.


Allyson - Dec 07, 2005 11:03:48 am PST #9979 of 10006
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

The publisher who wanted a full on my book asked for a link to my LJ. I don't know what to do.


Connie Neil - Dec 07, 2005 11:06:15 am PST #9980 of 10006
brillig

You always hear about "hit men" turning out to be undercover cops. How do people expect to connect with real hit men? I've begun to wonder if there are any such thing or if they're all undercover cops. Except for the ones under exclusive contract, of course.

t now imagines Craigslist ads for hit men


Frankenbuddha - Dec 07, 2005 11:06:44 am PST #9981 of 10006
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Kill the natter! Kill the natter!


Steph L. - Dec 07, 2005 11:07:04 am PST #9982 of 10006
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated

The publisher who wanted a full on my book asked for a link to my LJ. I don't know what to do.

Go friendslock everything you wouldn't want reaching a wider audience. Double-check it. Have someone not on your friends list verify what entries they ARE able to see.

And then give the publisher the link.


§ ita § - Dec 07, 2005 11:07:04 am PST #9983 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

beth, I'm good with that dream.

OTOH, the airport shooting is making my heart race.

msbelle, there's been a lot of ralphing going around. t insert standard ginger/dilute gatorade recommendation

Damn. Last week I IMed this co-worker about moving the mike of her headset closer to her mouth so she wouldn't have to yell. Already she has forgotten.

In non work news, I really want to fall down. Can't.