Somebody quoted this in Natter, and it was too impossibly far back for me to find who said it in the first place, so will the right Buffista possibly speak up to be identified with it?:

I think there could be aliens. I also would understand if they think we came in on the "special", little spaceship, and didn't want to spend much time with us.

That was erikaj.

Thanks!

Allyson, in Firefly:

Wash is so fucking sexy, he's like a shot of Jolly Rancher Fire Cinnamon, liquified, in a shot glass, on a bed of Georgia O'Keefe phallic flower print sheets.

And I'll be fucking dead before they take away my weekly Wash fix. My job blows, my love-life is stagnant, and I'm broke. All I got is my weekly Wash. It's pathetic, but it's all that's keeping me from buying a semi-automatic and slaughtering all of my creditors, one by one.

p.m. marcontell:

My mother talks through movies. I told her to shut up about once every five minutes during Men With Brooms. I note that my sister is also guilty, although at least she talks about the movie, and not about the things the movie reminds me about. Mostly she was snerking that Cutter the Elder reminded her of Dad.

Sigh.

It's sad, when you realize that Those People? Your relatives.

mikal - There hasn't been a demographic aimed at my group since Lawrence Welk and Father Knows Best. And I sent a postcard to coca cola and got NOTHING! but a polite form letter. Soooooo ... when I re-send .... I will definitely change my identity credentials, earning and spending history and tendencies and will increase the size of my family.

Allyson - You will reproduce for Coca Cola? You have transcended the meaning of "consumer confidence."

Allyson in Firefly:

You and I had more chemistry than Inara and Mal. The wilting parsley in my fridge has more chemistry with the empty bottle of barbecue sauce.

The stale box of Kashi (how does one know when it's stale?) has more chemistry with the can of rock solid coconut macaroons atop my fridge.

I really need to go grocery shopping.

In Buffy:

Cindy: Can't knowing the difference between lay and lie be the Buffista-test, instead?

DXMachina: Lay is what you do during sex. Lie is what you do after sex ("Was it good for you, too?" "Yup.").

Heather Alayne, on comparative sports:

We watched a bit of bowling last night while we were out. It was on after the rodeo. Not quite as gripping. Maybe if the bowlers hurled themselves at the pins and then had to dodge that thing that comes down to sweep them away.

Tim -

Jesse - Sean Astin showed me his tat. I told him that elvish had left the building.

More Tim, in Firefly:

FIREFLYIN' SHOUTOUTS TO ITA, KRISTEN, ALLYSON, JEN, brenda m, MATT THE BRUINS FAN, p.m. macontell, Kiba Rika, Rebecca Lizard, Typo Boy! And big ol' BOARD {{{{HUGZ}}} to all my brothas and sistahs!

YOU CAN'T TAKE THE SKY FROM ME!!!!!