My guess. Money.
Yeah, all right.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, flaming otters, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
My guess. Money.
Yeah, all right.
He throws away the mad scientist and pig-man vote
The pigmen are always marginalized.
Listen! Can you hear the weeping of the pigmen...?
The pigmen are always marginalized.
What about the bat-boy? Nobody ever thinks of the bat-boy.
X-post toasties:
The controller said that my current salary and bonus will transfer to a new position in Philly. We are seeing if Joe can transfer.
What about the bat-boy? Nobody ever thinks of the bat-boy.
Ehn, the bat-boy's been tabloid-beloved for decades and he has his own musical now. I save my tears for the pig-man. America's forgotten chimeric hero. The other other white meat.
Glarkware does a McDreamy shirt. I still feel bereft about missing the spy daddy shirt.
Aimee, life in Philly is so much less expensive so it would be like getting a raise to b/c of cost of living. Where are the offices?
Whether he'll have to relearn to walk and talk is a question for a couple of weeks from now.
Right. Although, this is the first time I've seen anybody admit outright that his injuries might be longterm. (I expect everybody vaguely expected him to die, and now he's unlikely to do that, the speculation bandwagon is catching up.)
The brain is tricksy, and some people with shockwave trauma only, no wounds, have serious problems, whereas there was some historical guy who took an iron bar through the head and seemed unaffected.
The funniest part about Gage is that, given the medicine of the time, it was basically a matter of yanking the bar (a pin thicker than your two thumbs together, used for packing explosives) out of his head, and sewing up the flesh wounds. I mean, have you seen the models they've done of his skull? If you've got to take a giant rebar to the head, remember to take it vertically, up front near the face.
Ha, glad to be of service (kinda), doppelkat. However, upon further review, it seems that Balhtazar Getty was not in R+J. It was this dude, Jesse Bradford whom I probably got mixed up with Balthazar Getty because the character he's playing was Balthasar.
Seeing now that he played Eliza Dushku's boytoy in Bring It On years later. Two of my favorite movies! But alas, I still can't help you place the real Balthazar Getty.
Nam June Paik, R.I.P.
Oh, that's so sad. The man's video installations were amazing—he basically created a new art form. I particularly loved Global Encoder.
Ehn, the bat-boy's been tabloid-beloved for decades and he has his own musical now.
Oh sure, but if you look past the press coverage, and the musical, and the general fame, who really thinks about the bat-boy?