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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.


DavidS - Feb 01, 2006 8:50:46 am PST #4231 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

No, but, of all the High Drama ways to capitalize on bad news, don't you think ABC would love to have a co-anchor with a big, dramatic scar above his collar, a scar everybody knows he got in the process of his work?

Unfortunately (from I've seen of traumatic injuries) the scars are more likely to be disfiguring than dashing. That is, they'll pull features subtly out of symmetry and push faces towards the uncanny valley.

Jesus, I'm just a ray of sunshine today, aren't I?

Glass half full? Barely a quarter full and that's arsenic!


Trudy Booth - Feb 01, 2006 8:52:43 am PST #4232 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

Jesus, I'm just a ray of sunshine today, aren't I?

Just keep reminding yourself, "science may have advanced in the fifteen years since I dated a med student. science may have advanced in the fifteen years since I dated a med student." That's bound to help.


msbelle - Feb 01, 2006 8:54:42 am PST #4233 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Seeing now that he played Eliza Dushku's boytoy in Bring It On years later.

Actually her brother and Kirsten Dunst's boyfriend.


kat perez - Feb 01, 2006 8:54:52 am PST #4234 of 10002
"We have trust issues." Mylar

Now all I can picture is Bob Woodruff in a Xander eyepatch anchoring World News Tonight. It shouldn't be funny, but it is.


flea - Feb 01, 2006 8:54:55 am PST #4235 of 10002
information libertarian

Jeez, David, go get a martini.

They've mentioned broken bones, and I think I specifically saw mention of a shoulder blade, so not facial. If the blast was from the back (as the shoulder blade would imply) and there was no significant breaking of facial bones, he should clean up okay. I'd be more worried about the memory, speech, etc. functionality than the rest, as far as his anchor prospects are concerned.


§ ita § - Feb 01, 2006 8:55:24 am PST #4236 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Balthazar Getty doesn't have blue eyes. Right? I haevn't seen Alias in a couple weeks, but I did see him on that show.

Balthazar Getty. Not blue-eyed.

I just don't get it.

There definitely are ugly scars on men. I just hope he gets his faculties back. The rest is for later.


tommyrot - Feb 01, 2006 8:55:38 am PST #4237 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.

Sorta good for a laugh: Wow, now THAT'S a hair-helmet


kat perez - Feb 01, 2006 8:58:13 am PST #4238 of 10002
"We have trust issues." Mylar

So sad. All my movie trivia knowledge has flown out of the window today. And to think, I even subjected myself to Bring It On Again. I will hang my head in shame and go sit in a corner with Balthazar Getty while he tries to bum cigarettes and use my cell phone.


bon bon - Feb 01, 2006 8:59:30 am PST #4239 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

he tries to bum cigarettes and use my cell phone

All this in addition to the fact that he's one of those Gettys.


Nutty - Feb 01, 2006 9:00:47 am PST #4240 of 10002
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."

My sister and I Google News-ed simultaneously. They're very vague about the exact positioning of people and blast radius and all, but my vague guess is that he was standing back to the blast location, was thrown forward (breaking the arm and ribs) and then bounced back.

So, neurologically, there is the basic scrambled-eggs issue; and then there is the question of what objects his helmet could protect him from. The scrambled-eggs problem could be severe, or it could leave him with a headache and a new appreciation for Muhammad Ali.

Suddenly I am remembering that New Yorker article about Urgent Four. You remember that, sister-o-mine? It was all about the protocols of treating traumatic brain injury, but the patient in question was a (at the time unidentified) rape victim, so they called her by a code name. (She lived.)