That was my evil plan all along. (Of course, now I can't fix the typo because you went and mentioned it.)
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.
Wednesday One-liners - the subway ones are SO my favorites.
Loudspeaker: Move to the front of the train. There's more room at the front...Well, you missed it. And that was the last one. We'll set up cots on the platform so you can spend the night.
--Lexington Avenue-53rd Street station
Gillian Anderson, for Plei.
Is it vengeance if you do it RIGHT right away? Sadly, this sort of "justice" is meted relatively often in Jamaica.
Moron on parade:
Prosecutors in Riverside County are using Colton Simpson's tell-all book Inside the Crips: Life Inside L.A.'s Most Notorious Gang as evidence against him in a three-strikes case that could send him to prison for life.
Simpson's case appears to be the first in which prosecutors have relied on a defendants' book as evidence of intent to commit a crime, said Laurie Levenson, a professor at Loyola Law School. Prosecutors have used journals and letters to attempt to show criminal intent, Levenson said. In the Michael Jackson molestation trial last year, she said, Santa Barbara County prosecutors unsuccessfully tried to use holiday cards Jackson wrote the alleged victim to prove the singer's guilt. But the Simpson case, Levenson said, "is the first I'm aware of in which some of the key evidence against a defendant - the most damaging - is in his own book."
Gillian Anderson
Guh! I prefer the red-headed, Scully variety but still love GA.
I will share from my late afternoon Pick-Me-Up Music Selection:
MCA, get on the mic, my man
When I get my fill, I'm chilly chill
Pistol-packin, Monkey-drinkin, no-money BUM!
Early Beasties make me happy.
Mr. Ebanks was later caught by the irate residents of the community who then stoned and chopped him to death.
I admire the matter-of-fact tone of this sentence. I think it's the word "irate" that makes it perfect.
Timelies all!
Bleah, didn't sleep well. I kept waking up and going back to sleep. Yet, I am oddly alert.
Right. I mean, since no one here has actually posted their tales of revenge on these people, presumably we've all had our reasons not to give in to our worse instincts.
True dat. The worst I ever did with Bec's parents was get into a shouting match when they pulled their house invasion. And I apologised for it almost immediately. I'm pretty sure they still don't get why I did that. (They think it's because they were right, dammit!)
I was thinking more about the vengence thing. - It isn't a belief in karma , but the fact that I have decided that most people that I put in the evil catagory - were that way to me or someone I love, because that is the way they are. And evetually, they will run into a situation that they have made due to thier evil choices in this life.
I agree with this. Quite deeply, at times. A spirit of malice and selfishness does not a happy life make.
Closest I've come to death, that'd be pyloric stenosis as a newborn. I have a big ol' scar on my stomach still. My nephew had it too, and now the operation is just keyhole surgery. No scar. Medicine is very cool.
"What is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for you?"
Huh. I'm not sure I'd know where to start. When I was going through my marital breakup, so many people were there for me, including the people on this board. So thank you, everyone. I don't know how I would've coped without you. I was telling Wallybee about it last night, how I felt like I was just being stretched ever more taut with every new crisis, and that it felt like it was all going to snap and I'd be left trying to pick up the pieces. This place relieved a lot of the strain.
My mother, for hanging on until I got home to see her again.
Bec, for giving me the chance to save our marriage. It didn't work out, but it wasn't for lack of trying from either of us.
Blah blah, life-affirming.
Oh, boo hoo. Let me wipe away the tears with my plastic hand!
Good news! My dad's tests came back much improved today, so his doctors think he may be able to go home tomorrow. Looks like the likeliest culprit for all the problems he's been having is the Zocor he was taking for cholesterol, and once the last traces of it were out of his system things rapidly began returning to normal.
You know, for example, you'll be confronted with a very difficult debate between science, on the one hand, and the hopes of science, and life.
Terrifying. It's like people thinking that everything would have been better if that pesky Copernicus had just kept his thoughts to himself.