Gunn: We open a can of Machiavelli on his ass. Harmony: It's Matchabelli, Einstein, and it doesn't come in a can.

'Soul Purpose'


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.


Steph L. - Nov 08, 2006 9:32:16 am PST #8712 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

I felt bad for his kids because their lives have just been changed radically.

But have they really? Won't he just get a job as a lobbiest/think tank/pundit etc. and stay in the D.C. power circle?

And if kids operated on utter rationality, maybe they would have thought that and not gotten all weepy before the entire country.

Silly kids, reacting like....kids.


sarameg - Nov 08, 2006 9:32:43 am PST #8713 of 10001

He claimed to like it at the time anways.

Maybe he's saving it to use for the state? What the hell is the state motto, anyway?


tommyrot - Nov 08, 2006 9:33:00 am PST #8714 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.

There's a dude on the other side of my cube (at reception) who has apparently been banned from the building; he's arguing with some employees, and the police may have to be called.

Ooh. Bummer. Wonder what the guy did? Is he an ex-employee?


§ ita § - Nov 08, 2006 9:35:15 am PST #8715 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

if kids operated on utter rationality, maybe they would have thought that and not gotten all weepy before the entire country.

Silly kids, reacting like....kids.

I don't see where anyone was saying that the kids reacted wrongly. My personal point is that I don't feel sorry for them. Except for the part where America got to watch them react. Bring your kids up for acceptance speeches, people. Leave them be for the sad stuff.


Dana - Nov 08, 2006 9:35:35 am PST #8716 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Maybe he's like the guy who got fired at our office for running a porn site after hours.


sarameg - Nov 08, 2006 9:36:21 am PST #8717 of 10001

Fatti maschi, parole femmine: (manly deeds, womanly words) or (strong deeds, gentle words)

Ooooohkay then....


Jesse - Nov 08, 2006 9:38:12 am PST #8718 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

But have they really? Won't he just get a job as a lobbiest/think tank/pundit etc. and stay in the D.C. power circle?

If he does that, they'll be pleasantly surprised at how much more money he's making, anyway... (Aside: I always appreciate when the Clintons talk about how they were never rich before, acknowledging that they are now.)

I'm still pissed at him for paying some out of towner 1/2 a million dollars to come up with a lame ass slogan ("Baltimore, Get in On it!" what does that even mean) when I'd given him a perfectly great slogan for free (at a bar a couple of years ago): "Baltimore--It's Fucking Awesome!" He claimed to like it at the time anways.

Ha!


erikaj - Nov 08, 2006 9:39:02 am PST #8719 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

I like John Waters' one: Come To Baltimore and be Shocked. Of course Simon the Wiseass would make it Come To Baltimore and Be Shot, because that is what he does(City That Bleeds, anyone?) They would not like mine: Baltimore: You Didn't Come Here to Hunt, Did You?


Daisy Jane - Nov 08, 2006 9:39:48 am PST #8720 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

My personal point is that I don't feel sorry for them. Except for the part where America got to watch them react. Bring your kids up for acceptance speeches, people. Leave them be for the sad stuff.

This, plus condition them for losing. Has he never lost an election ever? Ever, ever?

I'm sorry it made them sad, but like I said, I'm ambivalent.


shrift - Nov 08, 2006 9:40:01 am PST #8721 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

I have no idea! But apparently he's been banned for years! It appears that he's gone now, so I'm listening to employees gossip about the guy at reception. Crap. I must have been listening to my iPod during the good dirt.