Travers: Perhaps you'll favor us with a demonstration while we're here. Buffy: You mean, like, right now? 'Cause, already had my recommended daily dose of fights tonight.

'Potential'


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.


tommyrot - Oct 26, 2006 6:07:33 am PDT #5718 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.

A Nerve article on the sex/dating habits of the powerful in Washington DC.: [link] Despite being in Nerve, it's worksafe.

At one fancy dinner, a campaign manager started flirting with me and telling me how much he'd liked my recent appearance on a network news show. And by way of flirting, he said, "Do you want to meet Ted Kennedy?" I said, "Sure," and as he's leading me over to Ted Kennedy, he says, "So you'll have dinner with me, right?" I realized what a transaction it all was. As it turned out, it was good that I met Ted Kennedy. He was really nice to me. He knew my work. But then I was faced with this dinner. It just seemed weird, this currency of introductions and dinner.

...

When I was leaving New York for D.C., this banker friend of mine said, "Don't move to Washington. It's all about power. It's not like it is in New York, where it's all about money." It's true. At least in New York people know why they're doing things: to get rich and famous. In D.C., they are motivated by these constantly shifting power dynamics, always trying to get to the top. And it's not like you can just look at your W-2s to know where you stand. You have to be ever-vigilant about who's important from one day to the next, and get close to those people. It means having sex is not a high priority.

...

But for the most part, people don't really want to sleep with you. They just want to show you off. This Bush appointee invited me into his office during a meeting just so his staff would see me in his office. He didn't really want to have an affair with me. He just wanted people to think he was. I had to watch this staffer he was meeting with feel the humiliation, thinking his boss had brought his mistress in. It feels lousy. As a woman, you don't want to be for show.


Jessica - Oct 26, 2006 6:07:38 am PDT #5719 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

50 worst videogame names of all time.

Surprisingly little overlap with the 20 worst games of all time!


megan walker - Oct 26, 2006 6:12:12 am PDT #5720 of 10001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist

Surprisingly little overlap with the 20 worst games of all time!
I so want to see #20: Extreme Sports With the Berenstein Bears.


Tom Scola - Oct 26, 2006 6:13:50 am PDT #5721 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.

30 Rock is moving to Thursdays, opposite GA.

NBC's Thursday lineup will be My Name Is Earl, The Office, Scrubs, 30 Rock, and ER.

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Jessica - Oct 26, 2006 6:13:55 am PDT #5722 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

The Bible Adventures description almost made tea come out of my nose.

In Noah's Ark, you play the part of Noah hunting down and subduing unwilling animals, usually by smashing a vegetable over their head. If you're familiar with the story, God needs you to collect two of each so that you can repopulate the animal kingdom after He DROWNS EVERY SINGLE PERSON ON THE EARTH. The problem you run into is that some of the animals hide. Clearly, the beasts have the devil in them, and after an hour of trying to find where Satan hid my boat's second pony, I gave up. Either God gives me a god damn pony detector or He's just going to have to make some more ponies after he's done killing everybody. Lazy fuck.

In Baby Moses, your job is to carry Baby Moses through the desert. I'm not much of a Bible reader, so I don't know what this story's about. All I know is that every single spider in that fucking desert wants to kill Baby Moses. You can throw the baby at them, but neither he or the spiders get hurt. Baby Moses just bounces a few times and smiles. And it doesn't take more than a couple minutes for the game to degenerate into me throwing Baby Moses into a river, watching him sink, then pretending it was an accident.

This might surprise you if you know anything about babies, but there's no consequence for drowning Baby Moses. You can go back to the beginning of the level and get a new baby any time you want. Your only mission is to get him to the end of the level, but if you beat it without him your only reprimand is, "GOOD WORK! BUT YOU FORGOT BABY MOSES!" That's it. No one screams, "Not only did you fail, you killed Moses 94 times! What's the matter with you!?" So even if you kill Baby Moses, you still feel pretty good about yourself. And I'd like to think that's exactly how Baby Moses would want it while he was sitting on the bottom of the river getting eaten by spiders?


brenda m - Oct 26, 2006 6:15:37 am PDT #5723 of 10001
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

30 Rock is moving to Thursdays, opposite GA.

Make that opposite GA, Supernatural, and CSI. Good thing I didn't bother to pick this one up.


tommyrot - Oct 26, 2006 6:16:56 am PDT #5724 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.

The Bible Adventures description almost made tea come out of my nose.

My boss is sitting near me - it was a huge struggle to read that and not laugh outloud....


Nora Deirdre - Oct 26, 2006 6:20:25 am PDT #5725 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Jesse - Oct 26, 2006 6:25:59 am PDT #5726 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Yeah, sadly, that's not news. Edit: Hey! I meant the deleted post, not the difficulty in not laughing when confronted with the Noah's Ark videogame description.


esse - Oct 26, 2006 6:29:47 am PDT #5727 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

via chicagoist, little boy gets stuck by a hypodermic needle on the el:

For every horror story we soaked up as a child, we always find some real-life one that breaks our heart and terrifies us even more. For instance, a kid stuck his finger with a hypodermic needle on the Blue Line this past weekend. We can't think of many things that would be worse than looking over to your toddler and seeing blood coming from his finger, with a hypodermic needle on the ledge beside him.