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.
I'm a big girl. Just tell me.
Inara ,'Objects In Space'
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.
bon bon - Mar 16, 2006 3:23:04 pm PST #4344 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
billytea - Mar 16, 2006 3:24:04 pm PST #4345 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
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.
Allyson - Mar 16, 2006 3:26:22 pm PST #4346 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Footprints! OMG that thing makes me rage.
Jesse - Mar 16, 2006 3:28:28 pm PST #4347 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I've been at work since 7:30 am yesterday
Good LORD.
sarameg - Mar 16, 2006 3:30:38 pm PST #4348 of 10001
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.
DavidS - Mar 16, 2006 3:31:51 pm PST #4349 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
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.
billytea - Mar 16, 2006 3:37:47 pm PST #4350 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
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.
Emily - Mar 16, 2006 3:45:42 pm PST #4351 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
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.)
brenda m - Mar 16, 2006 3:50:18 pm PST #4352 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
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.
DebetEsse - Mar 16, 2006 3:51:13 pm PST #4353 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Oh. You haven't gotten to the bit in the maths with the hot guys?
Well, at least you have something to look forward to.
Random Math Story: My HS calc teacher talked all year about the "Parabola Song". A couple weeks before the end of the year, we finally convinced him to perform it for us.
He came in with this old record player, and even older record (slightly wavy).
Now, this guy was a basketball coach. Tall, kinda athletic. So it was very entertaining when he starting singing along with Manah manah, only saying "Parabola" instead, and making a parabola with his arms, either up, down, or to one of the sides, each time.
And that is my random math story that has nothing to do with maths as they exist in my life right now.