Trudy, like that's half of it.
'Never Leave Me'
Natter 46: The FIGHTIN' 46
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.
First I was watching a thing on Einstein on PBS and thinking of Liese Meitner. And then they show a piece on how Meitner got fucked. I am PBS brain.
Just peeked into Bitches.
I should not do that. It is like there are degrees of not-boy-talk, and Natter is insulating us from the really burn-y stuff.
Makes you long for the shoe talk, doesn't it, Gus?
PR: Damn, I can't believe they kept Vincent and got rid of Alison! And Laura's bitchiness is in full effect. Although I still liked her and Michael when she started doing the rap arms. OK, maybe I mostly liked Michael then.
Jesse, SA is visiting me, and we watched PR (I've never seen it before, but SA wanted to watch it), and she totally agrees with you on who they kept.
Why do you think that, Erin? Apart from my being inundated with lame "Just Say No" messages as a girl? And my mama's Cheech and Chong records. Have no idea which aspect of DeQuincey's work you were talking about, or even if it is the same bloke, but a Thomas DeQuincey wrote the first fiend memoir.(I don't know why, but I love the damn things...was so close to buying A Million Little Pieces of Bullshit, or whatever that thing was, but there was something kind of off-putting about it.)
Cashmere, actually ... no.
I'm hanging on for where this DeQuincey thing goes.
First I was watching a thing on Einstein on PBS and thinking of Liese Meitner. And then they show a piece on how Meitner got fucked. I am PBS brain.
Earlier today I was reading about Murder One and thought, whatever happened to D. Benzali? and he's on the L&O rerun tonight. I am NBC brain.
I have a set of four Wedgewood teacups and saucers from my grandmother! Not in an organized, "I want you to have this" way so much as a died-and-nobody-else-felt-strongly-about-them way. That's why I also have the imari demitasse set, and some nice plates. Not enough of any to make a full dinner service or anything, but, heirlooms are heirlooms.
My mother has taken recently to perusing her jewelry (especially whatever she happens to be wearing) and saying, "You can have this when I'm dead, you know."
Thanks, mom! Don't you know you'll never die?!