'Out Of Gas'
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.
Not to worry, Cindy. There is no fellow buffista -- all of us are in your mind.
That's better. Now, nice character, parlay into something for NaNoWriMo, will ya? Make a sword fight, or a sneaky wedding, or a nerd loft, or a from-beneath-you-it-devours Roomba incident.
Happy Birthday, DX!!
If, he indeed, exists.
He does so exist! He's a lazy, democratic half-Jew agnostic who enjoys Musicals, encouraging potheads to coutinue smoking so as to mock their antics, and watching two hours of television a month.
If there's more of him where he came from, I may have to slay the manufacturer.
Also, Happy Birthday, DX, and any other psuedo's you have.
Happy Birthday, DX!
Happiest of Happies, DX!!!
One of the big paradoxes is that Cindy and I share a brain, yet she and Victor are the same person and he and I do not. It's a mystery.
Frank and I are the same person. If we are, at all. Are victor and I the same person too, or are we both the product of the same (brilliant?) hoaxter? Does the answer to that determine whether or not I get thessaly? Are there ferrets involved?
eta... Way to forget my own punchline. I'm asking you, of course, because clearly, you have custody of the brain, today.
The neighbor girl across the way is dancing with her dad. They're having so much fun and are both pretty damned good. Nice little window on life.
We have photographic evidence for the individuality of most of us, but Cindy and Frank are tricksy that way.
Victor and Plei somehow manage to be the same person even with photographic evidence to the contrary. They are tricksy that way.