She didn't even touch her pumpkin. It's a freak with no face.

Willow ,'Help'


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.


sarameg - Dec 30, 2005 7:18:17 pm PST #6327 of 10002

Uh oh, Polgara's cats been busy?

I'm trying to figure out a way to escape next xmas, or even just change it. Not counting on parents to escape to Hawaii as threatened (dad found this awesome hole-in-the-wall motel at the last SPIEE conf. Minimal electric, comfy bed, easy beach access. )


Jessica - Dec 30, 2005 7:18:23 pm PST #6328 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Then it's not the same clothes anymore.

I thought thermals were long underwear. (Which doesn't change your answer, just my interpretation of what your original question was about.)


sarameg - Dec 30, 2005 7:18:51 pm PST #6329 of 10002

or maybe, sarameg, we'll do a tropical christmas?

Yes.


Kat - Dec 30, 2005 7:21:13 pm PST #6330 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Hmmm... we can't do Hawaii Xmas becuase, honestly, that means we'd have to see our family. We should do Costa Rica. A place with MONKEYS.

What says holiday cheer like a monkey!

Also, it occurs to me that my mom and dad are kristen's target audience for her ideal show. honestly they haven't met a procedural they haven't watched.


§ ita § - Dec 30, 2005 7:21:33 pm PST #6331 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I thought thermals were long underwear

Not by definition. I'm just looking for a sleeveless vest. Guys wear undershirts as standard. I want me some.

F117 Stealth fighter.


Spidra Webster - Dec 30, 2005 7:25:12 pm PST #6332 of 10002
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

I apologize if I offended anyone. The joke was low-hanging fruit.

Just sitting here watching West Wing on DVD.


sarameg - Dec 30, 2005 7:29:01 pm PST #6333 of 10002

I saw those damned things from 9200 feet. Looking into the cockpit down below from the ridge. Pilots (sp?) were damned cheeky bastards. Flirting with a damned 16 year old. Didn't flash them, despite the ..um... encouragement.

Hawaii is the parents' threat for next year. I do want to go, having never been, but we'll see.


§ ita § - Dec 30, 2005 7:31:38 pm PST #6334 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Tropical Christmases rock.


sarameg - Dec 30, 2005 7:38:37 pm PST #6335 of 10002

Tropical Christmases rock.

No kidding. Years ago, with prior-to-wife-girlfriend-of-brother, my family had an awesome on in Puerto Rico, on the southwest coast. It rocked, even with me yelling at my dad in traffic getting to Ariciebo.

They left before me, and I'll never forget wading in the tide at midnight under a full moon at new year. Most serene moment ever.


aurelia - Dec 30, 2005 7:38:50 pm PST #6336 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

I wish my family would do a tropical Christmas. Although this year was pretty fun until I got sick. My parent's 3 month old Schnauzer puppies were very entertaining.