Wesley: Illyria can be...difficult. Testing her might be hard without getting someone seriously hurt. Angel: We'll make Spike do it. Wesley: Good.

'Underneath'


Natter 47: My Brilliance Is Wasted On You People  

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.


Frankenbuddha - Oct 18, 2006 9:26:02 am PDT #4182 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

I have also brunched alone, the bar at Johnny D's in Somerville has provided many excellent brunches.

As have I, as it's conveniently located across from the second run theater in Davis Square. In fact, it's probably the last place I went to brunch at alone.

My only small gripe with them is the wacky "no substitutions" policy on what they serve with which (sausage with this; bacon with that) or what they'll put in a particular item (scramble, omlette, etc.).


Jesse - Oct 18, 2006 9:30:12 am PDT #4183 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

My only small gripe with them is the wacky "no substitutions" policy on what they serve with which

I was once at a place that wouldn't even remove a side from the menu item, which made me insane. OK, fine, you won't swap out salad for the home fries, but you can't just take the potatoes off the plate before you give it to me?? (Needless to say, I have gotten over the crazy anti-potato stance.)


tommyrot - Oct 18, 2006 9:32:45 am PDT #4184 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Did people used to be "addicted" to newspapers? Telephones? Mail?

My name is tommyrot and I'm adicted to the telegraph.

(Wait until you see hear my Morse code porn....)


tommyrot - Oct 18, 2006 9:35:35 am PDT #4185 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Our giant neighboring galaxy, Andromeda, was involved in a head on collision with the dwarf galaxy, M32, some 210 million years ago, scientists announced today.

The side effects of dwarf galaxy tossing?

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Jesse - Oct 18, 2006 9:35:57 am PDT #4186 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

OMG, my grandfather was totally addicted to his ham radio. He kept it in another room, where my grandmother didn't go, and often used code to talk on it! To STRANGERS! Who he sometimes MET IN PERSON.

I shit you not.


tommyrot - Oct 18, 2006 9:39:10 am PDT #4187 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Morse code porn:

-.-- . ... / ..--.. / / -.-- . ... / ..--.. / / --- .... / --. --- -.. / -.-- . ... / ..--.. /


SailAweigh - Oct 18, 2006 9:48:22 am PDT #4188 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

OMG, my grandfather was totally addicted to his ham radio. He kept it in another room, where my grandmother didn't go, and often used code to talk on it! To STRANGERS! Who he sometimes MET IN PERSON.

My dad does this, too. And he's even perverted converted both my brothers. I've got my license, too. KC9BFO.


Allyson - Oct 18, 2006 9:50:01 am PDT #4189 of 10001
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

My nana was totally addicted to both police scanners and CBs.


Jesse - Oct 18, 2006 9:50:56 am PDT #4190 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I always meant to, really. My granddad (before he moved to CA) was WB3IQL.


SailAweigh - Oct 18, 2006 9:54:51 am PDT #4191 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Mine's only a Technician Class. Means I don't have to know morse code. One of these years, I may actually spend enough time to get proficient and upgrade my license. Still, I've never had a radio and probably never will. I got my license to make my dad happy, easy enough to do.