Xander: I do have Spaghetti-os. Set 'em on top of the dryer and you're a fluff cycle away from lukewarm goodness. Riley: I, uh, had dryer-food for lunch.

'Same Time, Same Place'


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 - May 04, 2006 11:41:37 am PDT #5428 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

because they couldn't answer any questions about why they were travelling.

Ha! I can just imagine. "Well, I have to go to a park and find a box. After that, well...how long am I going to be here? Um..."

According to some of the racers who post over at TWOP, they do just that.

That must be maddening. I hope CBS at least pays for them!


Kathy A - May 04, 2006 11:42:47 am PDT #5429 of 10002
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

I just got off the phone with the manager of my old apartment, who was unable to get in to look at the place yesterday because he didn't have a master key (and I had left the keys in the kitchen). What he didn't know was that I had left the front door open, so as long as he was able to get past the lobby, he could just walk in. When he went back this afternoon to check it out, he discovered that the construction guys already had taken out the kitchen cabinets and walls, as well as removed the living room windows. So, apparently, I passed the inspection!


Jesse - May 04, 2006 11:43:32 am PDT #5430 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Ha! I can just imagine. "Well, I have to go to a park and find a box. After that, well...how long am I going to be here? Um..."

Hee! The staff work on TAR must be incredible, really.

The multiple visa thing makes Lake's "Oh no, not Russia!" thing make a lot more sense. If he specifically knew Russia was one of several options, I can see hoping for a different one.


Hayden - May 04, 2006 11:45:55 am PDT #5431 of 10002
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."

Thanks, Mr. Industries. I owe it to you.

Hey, you're the supersmart writer lady. I just sign the paychecks.


bon bon - May 04, 2006 11:49:45 am PDT #5432 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Can't find a good gym bag. Why is this market so underserved? I can't fit a frickin duffle in a locker. Aaargh.


Aims - May 04, 2006 11:53:39 am PDT #5433 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

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Chuck. Lemme tell you. YOu lose $10 mil gambling, it's more than a bad habit. IJS.

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erikaj - May 04, 2006 11:55:31 am PDT #5434 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!

Yeah. Dude's got problems. And probably mobsters on speed-dial.


§ ita § - May 04, 2006 12:03:37 pm PDT #5435 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

bon, some kravvers carry Ogio locker bags. I'm not sure why, since a gym bag that fits in a locker doesn't fit all the gear we need. I think it's mostly instructors who don't get all hands on during teaching.

Charles Barkley is an ass.


Allyson - May 04, 2006 12:04:58 pm PDT #5436 of 10002
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

ION, Best Horoscope Evah!!

That's Tim's horoscope, too. I think he looks in the mirror and calls himself a rock star everyday, anyway.


brenda m - May 04, 2006 12:06:20 pm PDT #5437 of 10002
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

Since we're all mathy and shit, here's a story problem for you:

Person A has a father. Today is Person A's father's birthday. Person A is told that she cannot take the day off to take Dad-of-A to the baseball game.

If Person A arrives at work as dictated this morning, is informed that she's being laid off as of next Friday, and decides, "I can't sit around here crying all day, so fuck it, I'm going to the ball game", what then are the chances that the person parked next to Person A in the stadium parking lot will be Person A's (soon to be former) boss?

Any guesses?