Actually got here for a few minutes!

To the above: Dagfari. IJS.

Also, this cries out to be COMMed: BHP, in Baeuracrcy (which I know I cannot apell):

The hyenas and I are just good friends.

From Bitches:

askye:

My big fear was that the Second Coming would happen before I was old enough to do anything exciting. Or at all. I'm not sure what that says about me as a child, or even how I believed. But I always felt so guilty because I didn't want the world to end and Jesus to come back. I didn't care if I was going to go up to Heaven and be with all my family and whatnot. That wasn't the same as going to Australia and seeing koalas live and in person (my big driving desire when I was 8 yrs old). Or later when I had the same fear, the thought of being with God for all eternity didn't make me feel better when I worried that I wouldn't get to go to the Prom or college, or have grandkids, or go to Europe.

Deena:

Every time my dad preached about how ready he was for Jesus to come again, I would think, "Oh, sure YOU are. You've already had sex."

More from Bitches:

billytea:

The way I was taught it, Armageddon is the catalyst for the "end of the world", which will usher in a new world that will exist for 1000 years of peace, prosperity and beauty.

It's more or less the final event. You have the Beast set up in Jerusalem, then the kings of the East turn up to do battle (after a couple of intervening rivers have dried up, very thoughtful of them). They all park themselves in the aforementioned valley and prepare to have at each other, which is where they're stuck for a couple of chapters until Christ turns up (I assume the leaders are still trash- talking at this stage), and the two armies agree that they're not interested in being put through an intervention (especially a divine intervention). So they join forces, pick a fight with Christ, and things go downhill from there (is this a spoiler? Should I be white-fonting?).

connie neil:

No whitefont unless you've been reading ME's outline for Angel.

because connie neil, steph and I all think this was funny:

...after it's all over, everyone's gone home, and then we've had our party, he (God) is supposed to make us a new one (world) that doesn't have pollution in it.

Don't make me get out my Strong's.

connie neil:

It's the Concordance Smackdown! Let's get it on!

Billytea:

since one of Christ's angels has already managed to kill all life in the ocean at Bowl Two, I'm less than impressed with the sudden environmental concern...

Again with the Billytea:

Ok, look, if ever you do get into a smackdown situation? Concordance is the book to be wielding. Great heft, generally hardback, and if you read out a few of the entries then you can sound like you know Krav.

Bible? Feh. (Ok, my parent's Catholic Bible was a massive object, but it was bound in white leather and would stain too easily.) You could try a parallel Bible, but IME the centre of gravity's all wrong. No, lay thee the smackdown with thy Concordance, yo.

I think I have to subscribe to Bitches. Oh and apparently, askye and I were separated at birth - with the bizarre, over-thought causes of guilty feelings. t /natter

Speed-dating for geeks:

JohnH: I hadn't realised it was 8x8=64 minutes of dating. That's kind of satisfyingly geeky. You've been octal-dating. You've dated 1000 guys in binary notation.

itaNow that is number slutting.

Steph:

Embrace the logic AND the polka.

In Natter, tangentially about 8-minute dating:

Hec:You want to date the guy whose ass you can kick? I thought you'd want a guy that could give you a challenge.

Shawn:Dude, then she'd be dating crazy Ivan. That's no good.

I'd want a challenge too, but he don't have to be able to recite the bill of rights.

Every time my dad preached about how ready he was for Jesus to come again, I would think, "Oh, sure YOU are. You've already had sex."

Bwah. Tagging.

BHP, from Buffy:

"And I alone have lived to tell the tale."

t head falls off

"Oh, dear. Let me rephrase. I alone am HERE in some form, living or otherwise, to tell the tale."