It's all about choices, Faith. The ones we make, and the ones we don't. Oh, and the consequences. Those are always fun.

Angelus ,'Smile Time'


Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.  

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.


Jesse - Jul 05, 2006 6:04:18 am PDT #5435 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

There was so much drama at Gawker over the weekend! [link]


brenda m - Jul 05, 2006 6:07:48 am PDT #5436 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

Oh, this is brilliant: More Beer for the Robots! (And if the credits are to be believed, that actually Al himself.)


erikaj - Jul 05, 2006 6:12:16 am PDT #5437 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!

(suddenly picturing Frank Pembleton at the train station hissing "Don't you die on me, you son of a bitch..." to the white supremacist.) Is it wrong if I hope it hurt a lot?


sumi - Jul 05, 2006 6:45:47 am PDT #5438 of 10002
Art Crawl!!!

Hmmm, so it was a heart attack?

I got a breaking news alert from Yahoo and I thought "suicide". But for that he'd have to have some idea that he'd done wrong or was somehow to blame for his (lack) of future.


Lee - Jul 05, 2006 7:04:31 am PDT #5439 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Lee, still have a question?

Yep. What do you do with your syringes? It's been suggested that maybe I shouldn't put them into the general trash bin.


§ ita § - Jul 05, 2006 7:11:03 am PDT #5440 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

What a weird etiquette guide.

If you keep chatting for upwards of an hour, it’s well within his rights to forget about your boyfriend/girlfriend—because it appears that you have, too.

I didn't know being in a relationship gave you a time limit. The section heading says flirtatious conversation, which confuses me. That's a LOT of flirting.


Sophia Brooks - Jul 05, 2006 7:16:14 am PDT #5441 of 10002
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

I was digging in my purse for lunch money and I just found a strawberry. Now my lunch money is sticky.


Typo Boy - Jul 05, 2006 7:20:26 am PDT #5442 of 10002
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

So what other slogans could a crematin service use? Maybe, "Make sure your loved ones really Rest In Peace," with a picture of a zombie on which a red circle with a line through it is superimposed... and/or a vampire.

Or maybe, "Go green. Go ash," or something environmental-ish....

"Rest lightly on the land"


Jessica - Jul 05, 2006 7:25:03 am PDT #5443 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

There's a lot of weirdness in that guide. Like this:

How do you respond if you’re straight and a gay person asks you out?
Laugh and say, “I don’t think my girlfriend/boyfriend would approve.” It won’t become awkward unless you become patronizing.

How is their suggestion less awkward and patronizing than simply saying "No thank you, I'm straight"?


Katie M - Jul 05, 2006 7:25:55 am PDT #5444 of 10002
I was charmed (albeit somewhat perplexed) by the fannish sensibility of many of the music choices -- it's like the director was trying to vid Canada. --loligo on the Olympic Opening Ceremonies

Argh:

Who pays the bill on a date?
The asker pays, unless the woman does the asking—then the man should pay. If the check’s on the table and her suitor hasn’t moved for it, a woman should allow him a one-bathroom-trip grace period. If it’s still there when she comes back, she should split the bill but is entirely free to silently ruminate about what a cheap jerk he is. (For same-sex couples, the asker really does pay.)

Oddly enough, when I offer to pay and a guy lets me, what I think is that the guy assumes I have a bank account and want to pay, not that he's a cheapskate. Sigh. (I mean, I don't mind being paid for, either, though I wouldn't want to always be the treated one. But this kind of crap just makes men more stressy, I think.)