Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.

Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'


Natter .44 Magnum: Do You Feel Chatty, Punk?  

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.


Jessica - Apr 24, 2006 6:15:50 pm PDT #3359 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

t worships ChiKat


Spidra Webster - Apr 24, 2006 6:16:16 pm PDT #3360 of 10002
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

Congratulations! That is a very interesting tip. I imagine it must be very helpful with the spinach grit.


ChiKat - Apr 24, 2006 6:19:57 pm PDT #3361 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

I am unreasonably giddy right now. Hee!!!

I imagine it must be very helpful with the spinach grit.

Very helpful. My parents always grow collard greens, and it's a great way to clean a mess of them. My mom used to pick them and put them in a laundry basket. She'd come in, trim the stems and dump them into the laundry like a load of clothes. Grit gone.


Spidra Webster - Apr 24, 2006 6:21:32 pm PDT #3362 of 10002
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

It's surprising how hard it is to get dirt out of greens. I cut just a few leaves of lettuce from the garden the other day and even using my fingers to rub at dirt stains, I couldn't get the stuff clean enough to pass supermarket muster.


Lee - Apr 24, 2006 6:40:42 pm PDT #3363 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Where are people? TALK TO ME!!!


Spidra Webster - Apr 24, 2006 6:44:03 pm PDT #3364 of 10002
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

Calculating the nutritional information for my day using Diet Sleuth. Oy. This should shame me into line pretty quickly. I was pretty damned good by American standards today but clearly not as good as I need to be. Nothing like seeing a pie chart of your day's intake of fat, carbohydrates and protein to wake you up.


Jesse - Apr 24, 2006 6:47:27 pm PDT #3365 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Today, I went into the gourmet market that I'm sure is getting clobbered by Whole Foods, and they had free samples EVERYWHERE! It was awesome. I tried some olive oil on a little piece of bread, got a free sample bottle of the oil, had some cheese, a piece of some cured meat product, and I think that might be it. But it was practically a whole meal! I feel like my grandmother when they used to have samples at the grocery store and she would go for lunch.


Lee - Apr 24, 2006 6:47:29 pm PDT #3366 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Good for you, Spidra. I need to start doing something like that.


Lee - Apr 24, 2006 6:47:37 pm PDT #3367 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

That sounds like fun, Jesse.


Jesse - Apr 24, 2006 6:49:08 pm PDT #3368 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Hey, was that shrift before?? Are you all moved and shit???