(I'm about 75 miles west of Chicago.)
Yeah, I've been watching those storms approach on radar. We're just starting to get a little rain - it should be pouring out by the time I leave work.
Inara: So. Would you like to lecture me on the wickedness of my ways? Book: I brought you some supper, but if you'd prefer a lecture, I've a few very catchy ones prepped. Sin and hellfire... one has lepers.
'Serenity'
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 - Nov 10, 2006 12:15:14 pm PST #9324 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.
Glamcookie - Nov 10, 2006 12:21:07 pm PST #9325 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Tokidoki iSkins! I need one: [link]
Kathy A - Nov 10, 2006 12:25:22 pm PST #9326 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
Aw, damn, Jack Palance died. (Chicago Tribune reg. req'd. to read.)
Aims - Nov 10, 2006 12:25:53 pm PST #9327 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Damn!
Sean K - Nov 10, 2006 12:35:22 pm PST #9328 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
I'm really more of a pour booze in glass. Drink sort of person.
I had a friend get a screwdriver recipe named after him. Basically, you fill a glass with the vodka of your choice, open the refrigerator, show the orange juice to the glass of vodka, say "that was almost in you," and drink.
Maybe close the refrigerator door at some point.
Burrell - Nov 10, 2006 12:35:53 pm PST #9329 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Aimee, I'm sorry to hear about Joe's woes. Hope things turn around soon.
Emily - Nov 10, 2006 12:36:03 pm PST #9330 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
So after five hours at school cleaning out drawers and making files and organizing, then half-falling asleep while getting ready to leave, I run into the principal on the way out. I explain that I'm going home to nap. He suggests that I GO SEE THE CITY! NOW! With lots of detail about taking BART to a trolley to a bus to the bridge... god, I hate perky people.
Sean K - Nov 10, 2006 12:36:11 pm PST #9331 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Sad about Jack Palance, but he's had a pretty good run. Wasn't he half a billion years old already?
§ ita § - Nov 10, 2006 12:36:19 pm PST #9332 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Oh, no! Jack!
ita, here it is on YouTube, for a quick fix:
Man, the audio of the 80s holds up much better than the visuals.
I had some sort of incident with Malibu rum in my dissolute youth, and can't go near the stuff.
Yesterday someone broke the leftover bottle of rum from the krav Halloween party. Everyone's freaking out at the alcohol smell, and I just felt at home. I was sad when they mopped it up.
Jessica - Nov 10, 2006 12:36:55 pm PST #9333 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
I had a friend get a screwdriver recipe named after him. Basically, you fill a glass with the vodka of your choice, open the refrigerator, show the orange juice to the glass of vodka, say "that was almost in you," and drink.
Sounds similar to the (probably urban legend) Winston Churchill method for mixing a martini. (Fill a martini glass with gin while looking vaguely in the direction of the vermouth.)