Early ,'Objects In Space'
This thread is for Buffista quotage. Posts that are profound, witty, or otherwise deserving of immortality go here. This is also Shrift's source for the BRQG, so be aware that if your words end up here, they'll also end up there. Finally, please note which thread spawned the quotage and please white-out anything that might be spoilery to Un-Americans.
Nutty: my best friend in college and I exchanged these words once:
Nutty: So, we both wear a size 10 jeans, right?
She: Yes.
Nutty: So, you wear a size 6 top and I wear a 12.
She: Yes.
Nutty: But we both weigh 140! Do you just have a really big head?
She: No, you loser! I have an ass. It fits right here [cue a startling grab] where you have bones and loosecloth.
Nutty: Okay, because I was worried my head was too small.
msbelle, in Natter:
Dear ABC,
Women watch Football too. If your gonna hype ALIAS in soft-porn-like promos, GIVE ME SOME VAUGHN.
love, msbelle.
Jess PMoon:
When I was a kid, I thought it was so cool that we lived near NIMH, because it meant we could have super-rats living in our rosebushes.
Alibelle (re: Care Bears): they circled the bad guy and held hands and kept intoning "we caaaaaaaaaaare, we caaaaaaaaare" like zombies while things shot out of their tummies.
Victor I think you have that mixed up with a Reagan Youth convention.
MechaKrelboyne, on motivation to become a Buffista:
I got sucked in by Firefly's cancellation notice. Most of the real people I know didn't care, and hitting that many people probably has a downside I'm missing. Therefore, words in a box.
Liese S.:
I think there must be something to be said for musical integrity. There is inherently a difference between a tune that is written in your bedroom and sung to the stars alone, and a piece that has passed muster in a corporate label's marketing department by means of several revisions.
The creative process is informed by the industry side of things, and I believe there is a purity in expression that necessarily must be affected by the process of commercialization.
When a band or an artist begins to write (and I'm referring specifically to post-beatles self-contained musicians here, the work for hire stuff is a whole nother thing) there is no one to censor or edit them, good or bad. And I do mean musically as well as lyrically. Once an act is established, there is a process that each piece goes through, manager, producer, publisher, promotion, that affects the end product that the consumer gets.
Music may be slutty, capricious, commercially grubby, and bastard-born by nature, but at some point there is a tune whistled on a porch somewhere that means nothing but its beauty.
Nutty re: home decorating, in Natter.
There's nothing creepier than trying to pee into a black toilet. Except maybe the textured cheetah black-on-black wallpaper, with occasional yellow eyes staring out at you while you try to pee.
Sean K. in Natter, working for the Minister for Fucking Propaganda:
Hi. We here at Citizens for a Responsible and Rational Attitude Towards Fucking would like to remind you that fucking can be a safe and effective pasttime when used responsibly. Many fucking accidents can be prevented through proper training and safety. Here at our in-house fucking training center, you too can become a fucking expert.
Angus in Natter:
To me, "Changing Rooms" (which is what it's called in Australia), is a fable about gay man/straight man relationships. It's all designer queens with no understanding of practical possibilities cajoling cute straight handymen into making their bizarre whims real. I love it.