Trudy, your missing poster is Sean K.
I'm thinking about buying something very expensive. Maybe an antelope.
Anya ,'Get It Done'
Coffee On My Monitor
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§ ita § - Apr 30, 2003 12:29:26 pm PDT #3400 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Am-Chau Yarkona - Apr 30, 2003 1:35:29 pm PDT #3401 of 10000
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty
Because I love the graceful way he takes it:
connie neil: So, Wolfram, a career synonym for lawyer is monkey pimp? It explains so much.
Wolfram: Now that's going on my next business card. If you'll excuse me, I have to go corrupt some stray monkeys now.
Tom Scola - Apr 30, 2003 1:42:43 pm PDT #3402 of 10000
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
A little further down in the same conversation:
Jess PMoon: NO MORE FUCKING MONKEYS. And I mean that in every way possible.
Wolfram: Hey, a guy's gotta make a living. Sheesh.
msbelle - Apr 30, 2003 1:59:28 pm PDT #3403 of 10000
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Gus, my secret boyfriend, but not my favourite (yet):
And some of you language purists would probably take exception to my beginning a sentence with a coordinating conjunction. Nor should you pass over this egregious abuse of the language. For it is hideous. Yet I have done so. Or so it seems.
Theodosia - Apr 30, 2003 2:41:07 pm PDT #3404 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Nutty in Bitches:
Mmm, Browder. I don't imagine the man wears leather pants every damn day of his life, more's the pity. Although you wouldn't be able to hear him talk over the squeaking he made as he walked.
§ ita § - May 01, 2003 4:33:16 pm PDT #3405 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Allyson in F2F Planning, explaining LA weather:
Sometimes, it is really friggin hot, here, and you'll wish you could pull off your own skin to be even more naked.
Sometimes, it's so cold here, you might lose your mind and go Donner Party on your roommate instead of raiding the mini-bar.
Sometimes, it is alternately freezing ass cold, and hell's bowels hot, all on the same day.
Occasionally, it rains toads. Also, there are driveby shootings, so wear a bulletproof vest, as well. But make sure it's not flammable in case something explodes. And it should be waterproof, in case it mysteriously hails water balloons.
And then there are earthquakes, wildfires, and mudslides.
We have weather. But mostly, it's 72 degrees and sunny.
I miss Massachusetts.
Emily - May 01, 2003 5:13:18 pm PDT #3406 of 10000
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
JZ, ibid.:
every possible weather contingency, up to and including rains of fire, toads, and crackwhores (note to self: galoshes, galoshes, galoshes).
aurelia - May 01, 2003 6:40:51 pm PDT #3407 of 10000
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
amych in Buffy (context be damned):
Yeah, right, who'd believe that? That's the kind of thing that only happens on the WB....
Calli - May 02, 2003 6:47:30 am PDT #3408 of 10000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Maybe it's only COMM material if you're a James fan like me:
amych -- I just got viagra spam from Henry James. The world does not contain enough caffeine to enable me to count the ways in which that's just wrong.
amych - May 02, 2003 7:03:46 am PDT #3409 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
An example of the above Jamesian Viagra spam, per Angus G.
Has the décor of your amorous liaisons been suffering the dolorous lack of that which, were it to spring unbidden to life, as of old, would furnish it with the stiff rod of durance?