Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.

Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'


Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.  

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.


Theodosia - Feb 28, 2006 9:47:53 am PST #203 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

Aargh. Does anyone know how to remove velobinding?
Very sharp papercutter/guillotine, cutting off just the bound edge?


Steph L. - Feb 28, 2006 9:50:27 am PST #204 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

I have no Paczki.

All your Paczki are belong to me. I brought a dozen in to work today.


Lee - Feb 28, 2006 9:52:22 am PST #205 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I have no paczki.

I also need to decide what to have for lunch. I'm tired of all the food choices around here.


Aims - Feb 28, 2006 9:53:44 am PST #206 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Too bad you aren't still here, Perky. FIVE new restaurants are open downstairs as of this morning. They had a huge "sample" day yesterday for 2 hours. Mmmmmmmm.......


brenda m - Feb 28, 2006 9:54:58 am PST #207 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

There's a place in DC that makes oatmeal cookies that are rolled in salt before baking. Odd, but quite tasty, actually.

I hope it wasn't the Diane Rehm show, cuz that would be painful.

Oh my lord, I'm cringing just thinking about it.


Lee - Feb 28, 2006 9:55:28 am PST #208 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

What kind of food do they serve, Aims?


tommyrot - Feb 28, 2006 9:56:36 am PST #209 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Salt has two functions. I like it in its first, which is to release flavour. In its second, as a flavour in its own right, it's gross.

I agree, except for salt and pepper squid.


brenda m - Feb 28, 2006 9:58:12 am PST #210 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

You salt haters are crazy.


lisah - Feb 28, 2006 10:00:20 am PST #211 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate

In my world grits = cheesy

mmm cheesy grits

I had my oatmeal this morning with salted almonds and brown sugar. Yum!


bon bon - Feb 28, 2006 10:00:32 am PST #212 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Very sharp papercutter/guillotine, cutting off just the bound edge?

This is a good idea. For anyone's future reference, apparently the velobinding machine has a tool for removal. After spending 15 minutes trying to peel it out with my letter opener (I am very busy, you see) I asked Duplicating if they could and found this out.