seriously, someone must give a full wf account of what went down and why with FULL Tim-formation (expressions, quotes...).
I must get cooler. I think another cold bath.
'Shindig'
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.
seriously, someone must give a full wf account of what went down and why with FULL Tim-formation (expressions, quotes...).
I must get cooler. I think another cold bath.
I don't get to see it until tomorrow, so that I can watch Hustle tonight. feh.
and Lee, how are the diamond shoes fitting?
I kid, I kid. mostly.
t /bitter
leetle bit tight, but they sure are shiny.
Yeah, Kristen, that was it. He had pattern/design books in his room. Also at Mood, he got them to give him a discount earlier, but that didn't come up in the kicking off.
msbelle, Tim said, when talking to the designers the next day, "You're just going to have to carry on, and, frankly, make it work." In a sad voice. I shit you not.
OK, now to bed.
Hey, did any other SFistas feel a little bitty quakelet just now?
4.7 quake near Petaluma. [link]
Totally missed it, but I tend to ignore them anyway.
PR, re the bootee: Keith had also left the production for a few hours and used the internet. He was clearly "sketch" all around!
Re other comments: Jesse, I love your OTP. Also, I love Laura's salty mouth. Last week Keith was a shithead, this week, he's an asshole. Also glad that the bootee was Bonnie.
Actually the two characters in the Bible (yes, I am continuing to treat it as a narrative) I have the most sympathy with are Lucifer Morningstar and Judas Iscariot.
Those, and the brother of the prodigal son. The typical Good Child, who did all his parent asked of him, and got overlooked because the flashy "bad boy" took his half of the inheritance and ran off, partied, squandered it, and came home ruined and broke. But did Dad say, "You made your bed, young man. Now lie in it. You can have a bunk and a job mucking out the stables. If you work hard, in time you may move up to cow boss." And then pat his good and faithful child on the head, "I can always count on you boy, and I know and am grateful for it."?
He did not. He welcomed the little brat home, made a feast, invited the neighbors, had a damned block party to celebrate. And told his hardworking, law-abiding child, "Dude, whatever's left now still gonna get split two ways when I'm gone."
How is that fair? How does that even teach the little wastrel anything? What's the moral here? Because it sure smells pretty rotten to me.