In unrelated news, British Airways and Air France have banned tinned fermented herring from their flights:
It sounds like they should ban tinned fermented herring from the planet.
Jayne, your mouth is talking. You might wanna look to that.
Mal ,'Serenity'
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.
Ginger - Apr 03, 2006 6:04:15 pm PDT #8288 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
sumi - Apr 03, 2006 6:07:34 pm PDT #8289 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Bwah!
I was also very HSWTF about the end of 24.
I had things to say about Prison Break, but I can't seem to remember them.
tommyrot - Apr 03, 2006 6:07:48 pm PDT #8290 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.
It sounds like they should ban tinned fermented herring from the planet.
Ah, yes. Shoot them into the sun! Justification for our space program!
brenda m - Apr 03, 2006 6:20:35 pm PDT #8291 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
Favorite trick (in recent memory) learned from Scola: No orange fingers when you eat Cheetos with chopsticks.
Skipping ahead, I've repeated that to so many people. Brilliant.
Matt the Bruins fan - Apr 03, 2006 6:27:11 pm PDT #8292 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Also, Matt, my cooperating teacher did exactly the same thing -- reset every clock in the house except the alarm clock. You're not really my cooperating teacher, are you?
Nope, just possessed of a similar level of absentmindedness.
Oh dear Lord, never have I felt so sorry for a waitress. After I came in and ordered five tapas dishes tonight (not realizing my tiny elfin server would be bringing them all on heavy dinnerplates rather than small appetizer dishes), she got stuck with the couple at the next table over, whose distaff component paused in her constant bragging and name-dropping—using a loud Mira-Sorvino-in-Mighty-Aphrodite voice that made choosing not to eavesdrop impossible, I might add—only to make one special request after another and gripe about the waitress not fulfilling her every whim instantly. I only hope the poor bastard she was with picked up the check so there was a decent tip involved.
Lee - Apr 03, 2006 6:38:50 pm PDT #8293 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I just fell asleep on the sofa.
I'm pretty sure I didn't mean to do that.
sumi - Apr 03, 2006 7:01:11 pm PDT #8294 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Jeremy Piven has a show on the Travel Network about his trip to India.
Lee - Apr 03, 2006 7:01:55 pm PDT #8295 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Where did everyone go?
Hi Sumi. Jeremy Piven is a cutiehead.
Allyson - Apr 03, 2006 7:02:43 pm PDT #8296 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
Celebrating the Delay news, I think.
Lee - Apr 03, 2006 7:03:35 pm PDT #8297 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
you're probably right.