I have looked at so many online job ads tonight that my eyeballs are about to liquefy right out of my head.
Damn it! You know what? I'm sick of this crap. I'm sick of being the guy who eats insects and gets the funny syphilis. As of this moment, it's over. I'm finished being everybody's butt monkey!
Xander ,'Lessons'
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.
Spidra Webster - Mar 09, 2006 9:19:22 pm PST #3143 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
aurelia - Mar 09, 2006 9:32:19 pm PST #3144 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
I am pro-pocket.
A friend of mine is trying to get me to take the job she is leaving in nowhere Michigan.
Theodosia - Mar 10, 2006 1:59:17 am PST #3145 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"
It was Saffron?! I spent a good deal of the show wondering, inbetween laughing hard. It's the first time I've seen them reach for the comedy, for sure. When Danny & Jack played Rock Paper Scissors for who had to go talk to the crazy girl ("It's an FBI thing," they assured the cop) I had to stop the TiVo to recover.
Lee - Mar 10, 2006 2:46:58 am PST #3146 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I thought so, Theodosia, though it doesn't say so in her (Christina Hendricks) imdb entry yet.
I loved the Rock paper scissors part too.
tommyrot - Mar 10, 2006 3:03:14 am PST #3147 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.
LOS ANGELES (Reuters) - Michael Jackson was ordered to shut down his Neverland Valley Ranch on Thursday by California authorities who have fined the pop star $169,000 for failing to pay his employees or maintain proper insurance.
Jackson's sprawling ranch in the central California foothills was closed, at least temporarily, by an agent of the State Labor Commissioner after the office discovered that his worker's compensation policy had lapsed in January.
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Jackson on Thursday was fined $69,000, or $1,000 per employee, for allowing his insurance to lapse. Earlier this week, authorities cited him for violating state labor law by failing to pay at least 30 employees since December of 2005. A letter for that citation imposes a $100,000 fine and demands that he make good on $306,000 in unpaid wages.
Stupid King of Pop....
Theodosia - Mar 10, 2006 3:05:15 am PST #3148 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"
The episode started to go South (comedically speaking) when Martin walked in carrying a large box of letters labelled DERANGED (or something like that) that he had to go through.
The guy called "Pookie Bear" (addressed at least once by Jack as Mr. Bear) should have been a tipoff, in retrospect.
Any episode that ends with bowling Mafia and FBI agents singing "When the moon hits your eye (like a big pizza pie)" is a good episode. I'm glad the producers don't do this all the time, but stories that end happy have to be a real relief for real world investigators, too.
TomW - Mar 10, 2006 3:08:37 am PST #3149 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."
Stupid King of Pop....
I thought Pop was now a republic, with an elected non-executive President (or Head of Pop, if you will) and a bicameral parliamentary system.
I might be getting Pop confused with Germany, though.
Fred Pete - Mar 10, 2006 3:29:11 am PST #3150 of 10001
Ann, that's a ferret.
Stupid King of Pop
I think there's been a revolution. James Blunt is now the King of Pop.
Sue - Mar 10, 2006 4:08:01 am PST #3151 of 10001
hip deep in pie
I liked the biker jacket with the ruching (sp?).
I tripped over my headphone cord (and got my foot tanbgle in it) this morning and now one of the speakers is dead. They're still under warranty, but I don't think Sony will fix them. Wah!
tommyrot - Mar 10, 2006 4:24:52 am PST #3152 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.
I thought Pop was now a republic, with an elected non-executive President (or Head of Pop, if you will) and a bicameral parliamentary system.
I think there's been a revolution. James Blunt is now the King of Pop.
It makes me miss the good ol' days of the Presley dictatorship - at least he made the Mystery Trains run on time....