What's "The Jackal"?
Good morning! It's great to have no flexeril hangover.
Jayne, your mouth is talking. You might wanna look to that.
Mal ,'Serenity'
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.
§ ita § - May 11, 2006 4:25:39 am PDT #6699 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Ailleann - May 11, 2006 4:27:01 am PDT #6700 of 10002
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
Wow must that actor have been bored to develop that skill
Well, they've shown him juggling too, yeah? Plus, of course, the piano playing.
not enough GUH in the world
Ailleann - May 11, 2006 4:32:56 am PDT #6701 of 10002
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
Timlies ita!
The Jackal is a song (I'm sure someone can remember the artist, as I do not), and it was apparently A Thing for CJ to lipsynch to it. They only showed it once, but the boys were all quietly agog.
Toby: "You're talking to me during The Jackal?"
God I'm such a Toby/CJ shipper.
Jesse - May 11, 2006 4:42:12 am PDT #6702 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Mmm.... salty ham. Yum. And I see that I was right to be afraid of buying jicama whole. But I do like it. Crunchy! Crunchy and salty are my two favorite food attributes.
Stephanie - May 11, 2006 4:50:59 am PDT #6703 of 10002
Trust my rage
Cut your losses, sell the FBs to someone who they'll fit, and stock up on things either aplix or side-snapping, because HOLY CARP, when they hit a year, they squirm like trapped ninjas!
Thanks, Plei! (I'm way behind here, but I'm already eyeing some bGs on eBay.)
Jessica - May 11, 2006 5:03:11 am PDT #6704 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
ita, that trick always makes me snarl "Just write the damn scene!." It just screams laziness to me, to cut away for "effect" instead of actually writing the words.
Lee - May 11, 2006 5:05:20 am PDT #6705 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
ita lied. There was no money, sex, or chocolate for me this morning, and my throat still hurts.
§ ita § - May 11, 2006 5:09:43 am PDT #6706 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Did it bother you on Buffy, Jessica?
Perkins -- the gods help those who help themselves.
DavidS - May 11, 2006 5:11:00 am PDT #6707 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Perkins -- the gods help those who help themselves.
God was nicer during the Webvan era.
sarameg - May 11, 2006 5:12:54 am PDT #6708 of 10002
If you slouch while sitting on a balance ball, you wobble alarmingly and possibly fall over. You have to sit up straight. I lurves my balance ball.
I can slouch on a balance ball. I do it all the time. It must be my superpower. I can even slouch with a cat on my lap on a balance ball. Behold my lousy posture!
I'm with Liese on the Richardson thing. Nothing I've heard about him from my parents impresses me a whit. Dad's alway very cranky after he has to schmooze him (poor dad got pushed into the role of defacto lobbyist for his project when the university bobbled it. Man, that was cranky!dad at his worst.)
Yeah, I had trouble peeling it. Any tricks?
One of those neat apple-corer-peeling thingies?