In BBaB:

John H: Just so you know, there isn't really an automatic conversion of bad HTML to ***, it's just that the unclosed quote swallows up everything on the page until it reaches another quote, and that just happened to be around the point where the Secret Celebrity Boyfriend Asterisks were.

Katie M: We have Secret Celebrity Boyfriend Asterisks?

See, I knew I was missing out by never going into programming. Of course, I also saved having to physically destroy any number of computers that weren't doing what I wanted them to, so I'm going to call it a net win.

Rebecca Lizard: Can some of the asterisks be Alyson Hannigan?

Noumenon: Yeah, like the asterisk I'd use when saying,

I haven't really been pursued by many desirable TV celebrities recently*

*except for Allyson Hannigan, and I don't really mind that.

Rebecca Lizard: She can't be your secret celebrity girlfriend, Nou, if you don't even spell her name right!

Noumenon: It's the Internet. It's caused me to spell "there" "their," after 24 years of doing it correctly, and now this. I see Allyson's name on the board every day, so it overwrote the correct spelling in my brain.

Rebecca Lizard: That's no excuse! I'm on the internet too, and I say it right.

Therefore, she is MINE.

I have impeccable logic.

Nattery goodness:

Theodesia: If you say amok (note spelling!) often enough, it loses all meaning.

erinaceous:This is my favorite linguistic concept. It's called 'semantic saturation.'

Surprisingly, it doesn't work for "fuck." Or I have never hit "often enough."

[edit: danke!]

Theodosia, IIRC.

Angus: I like how Amazon.com specify that you can get "Clean Underwear from Amazon's Target Store". I suppose for dirty underwear, you need to go to Amazon's Fetish Store.

Betsy in Natter:

And remember, if you look icky after a natural disaster, the terrorists have already won.

Miracleman, in Natter:

I'm also trying to wheedle the cloaking/teleport technique from my cat. He's a total Schrodinger.

"They're not looking at me. I can exist in all potential cat-states at once now. I can be right in front of them, or behind the TV stand, or in the office which has been closed all day. I'll do the office. That freaks them out no end. Muahahahhahaaaa!!!"

I mean, you know...I'm evil, sure, I'm a genius, granted but...my cat?

msbelle: Cheese better NOT become another Monkeypants.

Michele T: Have I mentioned how much I enjoy being part of a community in which this sentence makes perfect sense?

I woke up this morning with the desire to tell you that "Namaste, motherfucker" may just be the funniest two words I've read all year. That is all.

I keep imagining that spoken by John Sinclair.

askye in Natter:

I've decided what I really really want for Christmas is a gorilla army trained by Miracleman.

Except not a whole army because I don't want to take over the world. Just a handful or so I can take to rampage through Disney World.