In other TV news, I love that ANTM still doesn't stretch out the end like reality shows do so often -- fewer people left means less stuff!
Well, you'd better not be thinking what I think you're thinking, because my answer is the same as always — no threesomes unless it's boy-boy-girl. Or Charlize Theron.
Harmony ,'First Date'
Natter 41: Why Do I Click on ita's Links?!
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 - Dec 07, 2005 5:59:35 pm PST #154 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
§ ita § - Dec 07, 2005 6:00:26 pm PST #155 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Nicole - Dec 07, 2005 6:00:53 pm PST #156 of 10002
I'm getting the pig!
I had marked ita's earlier Eureka link post so I could watch the promo when I got home. I think it got too many hits though because it's all gone now. I'll have to watch for it on the tv. Sci-fi?
tommyrot - Dec 07, 2005 6:01:47 pm PST #157 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Artist's journey into schizophrenia.
Wow, that's cool.
Coupled with WWI and the public dwindling interest it cats, Wain soon fell into poverty and in 1924 was certified “insane” and committed to the pauper’s wing of a mental hospital in Tooting, England.
See? Lack of interest in cats leads to insanity.
Where's Hec?
Cass - Dec 07, 2005 6:04:45 pm PST #158 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
N/T: Huh. Given the state they left everyone in, any of it could have been imagined or real. Still, it was nice to see Quentin dumpage. He's my pick for Carver, if we are playing with the regular deck.
Nicole - Dec 07, 2005 6:04:48 pm PST #159 of 10002
I'm getting the pig!
tommy, it's a crappy Ford Focus that was supposed to be a short timer car after I crashed my blazer. Two years ago. Anyway, I'm not sure how automatic the temp control is.
Lee - Dec 07, 2005 6:09:52 pm PST #160 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I'm not allowed to heat my back, mostly.
That's really kind of sad.
Nicole, you live in a cold place. You should look into the heater thing. t /stating the obvious.
Fred Pete, where are you going on a cruise?
tommyrot - Dec 07, 2005 6:11:08 pm PST #161 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
tommy, it's a crappy Ford Focus that was supposed to be a short timer car after I crashed my blazer. Two years ago. Anyway, I'm not sure how automatic the temp control is.
Hmm. My Focus didn't have an automatic temp control. But I have no idea what sits between the temperature control dial and the heat duct baffle. (On older cars there was usually a direct mechanical connection, so it was easy to tell if the baffle was moving, and easy to fix if it wasn't.)
§ ita § - Dec 07, 2005 6:12:45 pm PST #162 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Cass, I agree with your choice.
Nicole -- reupload of the Eureka promo.
Perkins, since heating it makes it hurt worse and longer, I don't mind it so much.
sarameg - Dec 07, 2005 6:14:21 pm PST #163 of 10002
msbelle, try one or all of these things: dip your hands into dry catfood and pet both cats, maximizing catfood crumb spread. OR wipe both down with catnip, unless that makes them paranoid little terrorists. OR wipe mentholatum under their noses. OR tuna water spritzers for both. The last will stink, but if it gets them washing each others ears, that's good. Tomorrow, I will find the Two Lumps series on the vet visit for you. Sounds an awful lot like your situation.
I taped all my tv tonight. My back was flipping out and I just didn't want to watch tv. One dose of tivo, and now I'm envious. Not right.
Did manage to roast a chicken, with lemon and rosemary. Sadly, not for tonight's dinner, as it takes too long.
I should go to bed.