Heehee!

I had one childhood friend whose little brother had the preschool teachers horrified about a terrible accident they'd had which cost their dad his arm, my friend her ear and him two fingers on one hand. Except, there was no accident. They were all born that way (only now does it occur to me that there must have been some weird gene thing happening. But then, they moved out of state when I was 6 and I haven't thought of them in years.)

That Green Lantern shit still cracks me up. He's afraid of yellow!

Thanks for the flattery on the COMM, guys. Except for a couple catnaps I've been at work since 7:30 am yesterday and it lifted my spirits.

Allyson, your contempt for the Green Lantern has been the cause of some *serious* donkey-laughing on my part, and I love you for it.

Seconded. That was quality snark. Not to mention whenever you get started on that Footprints passage.

Footprints! OMG that thing makes me rage.

I've been at work since 7:30 am yesterday

Good LORD.

I think you need to be kidnapped from your workplace and fed nice nummy food, bon. That's just.....bad.

OK, the third freight train in an hour just went by. Maybe they are fleeing the death snow.

Allyson's Green Lantern hatred is matched only by her LotR bafflement for entertainment value..

Ew, finger amputation. Big yuck, and big ow for the poor kid and family!

He turned out just fine! He's a teenager now and sporting and such.

Footprints! OMG that thing makes me rage.

There's this quote at the end of Doctor Who - Genesis of the Daleks where the Doctor, who has failed to destroy the Daleks, states that he believes that they can bring some good, in uniting the other inhabitants of the galaxy against them. I think of it when I read you snarking about the Footprints.

OK, the third freight train in an hour just went by.

How fast are they going? Where are they bound? What's the slope near your house, and what effect does it have on their speed? Dear god, is this what I have become? Can I never again have a normal conversation?

Previously a slightly dull but inoffensive editor, Emily underwent a fearful transformation and is now... MathTeacherWoman! She roams the Internet, desperate to take the fun out of everything by turning it into math!

(Only not really, because math is fun. Fun! Fun, I tell you! With the numbers, and the hot guys! Er, ignore that last part. Really, that has nothing to do with it at all. It's all about helping the children.)

So, y'know, there's self-validation, and then there's filling a mudbath with self and rolling around in it naked. (Not literally. I find I use it most at work.)

Uh huh. Says the man who just confessed in another thread that he had to go back to the office because he left his suit there.