Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.

'Underneath'


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.


Nilly - Mar 08, 2006 8:52:05 am PST #2720 of 10001
Swouncing

Can I go home now?

According to my timezone, you definitely can.


Jessica - Mar 08, 2006 8:53:03 am PST #2721 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Browsie! Love it!


amych - Mar 08, 2006 8:53:38 am PST #2722 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Dear Boss,

I got a note! Also, I'm reliably informed that it's after work hours somewhere.

- me


Jesse - Mar 08, 2006 8:54:45 am PST #2723 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

That was some excellent eyebrow work, I've got to say. The reason I don't hate those jackasses (yet) is that I still feel like they are playing jackasses. Some pretty ridiculous shit comes out of my mouth, but it doesn't mean I really mean it.


lisah - Mar 08, 2006 8:56:46 am PST #2724 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate

I'm loving EW's take on last night's TAR, especially about Phil and his eyebrow:

heh heh. My boss and I were just talking about Browsie's reaction to the fratards.


Nutty - Mar 08, 2006 8:56:59 am PST #2725 of 10001
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."

the word "Home" (and in Hebrew, it's the same word for "house", so I like the English distinction between the two better),

The distinction is a fine one, often lost. For example, all those incredibly irritating real estate agents who suddenly in 1998 started calling townhouses "townhomes".

Wrong wrong wrong!! That would be like arbitrarily calling a windshield a "windaegis".

Or, calling a checkbook a "checkfolder".

Or, actually, this is kind of fun: inappropriate compound word substitutions! Everybody skate!


Dana - Mar 08, 2006 8:57:16 am PST #2726 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Can I go home with amych?


Jessica - Mar 08, 2006 8:57:55 am PST #2727 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Forgive me, Filliam H Muffman, but I must hereby grant my tagline space to Browsie.


Nilly - Mar 08, 2006 9:00:00 am PST #2728 of 10001
Swouncing

amych (and Dana): of course, relying on my timezones would mean coming here to play with me. It's soon Purim, so I can promise the best cookies of the year, as well as costumes. Wine, too, if you want some.


TomW - Mar 08, 2006 9:00:52 am PST #2729 of 10001
"The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be."

Quick poll:

If you overheard a colleague use the word "perchance" in everyday conversation, would you immediately suspect him of being a time traveller? I'm not saying he has a time machine on him right now, I just saying he's clearly unstuck in time.

Is that fair? Perchance I am too stuck in my ways?