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MM in Natter:
Dude, would that make the Holy Spirit God's "wingman"?
"No, dude, seriously, whyn't you cruise on up there and talk to her? Get me some info. Then I'll sweep on in and get the digits."
A few minutes later.
"Yo, Big Guy, she's married."
"So?"
DXMachina in Bitches:
Ah, the Bitch version of tar and feathers - hot fudge and glitter...
Betsy with the setup, and billytea with the punchline, in Natter:
I'm assuming they'll justify it by his lifelong commitment to entertaining the troops. Which is indeed praiseworthy, but... does that mean Hugh Hefner gets flags at half-mast, too?
I'm pretty sure that's the last way Hef would want to be remembered.
Sean K: Erika, when I was eight ot nine, I had another kid get very upset at me and tell to "stop using grown-up words" because I had used the word "gravity" in a sentence. Even at the time I was boggled that she didn't know that word and had gotten so upset.
Plus? Had no idea what word to use besides "gravity."
Jess PMoon: The hold-y down-y force.
Daniel C. Jensen: Okay, so last week I resurrected some old dried out Sharpies and felt-tip pens.
I took them apart with a pliers and then dripped 98% isopropyl alcohol down the felty tube, put them back together and let them sit for a couple of days.
Does that make me cheap or show my initiative?
Or does it just show the depths I will go to entertain myself while unemployed?
Or does it just show the depths I will go to avoid writing cover letters while unemployed?
Catchin up in Bitches...
Pete, Husband Of Reason: Hi. I'm melting. Yup indeedy. Melting.
Seattle just hit 93 degrees, therefore my studio is somewhere around 98. I am so not liking this.
Jilli is out and about with Plei and Smonster. They just had ice cream.
I go cry now. And melt, of course.
Sean K: Please, everybody be very careful.
Don't step in Pete.
Bitches, Deb G. lets us in on more interesting bits of her life.:
...Aimee, I've been positive, for at least forty years, that somewhere in the Hall of the Lord of Arachnids, there are voices raised in lamentation and a deep chanting, thusly:
"SLAY DEBORAH! STING AND BITE HER! SHE KILLED THE SON OF THE KING SPIDER!"
Who knew there was a contract out on her?
In Bitches, musing on superheroes, and why they might rip a mirror off a car....
Theodosia: Last year, some unknown person ripped off the driver side mirror on my car -- the whole assemblage was gone. We couldn't figure out if it had been done like by a passing truck or what -- we couldn't find any debris on the street nearby or underneath the car or anything -- totally gone, as though Superman had ripped it off with super-strength and flew off with it.
beth b: superman would not steal your mirror. Batman might- but he has a darker side.
Sean K: Batman would do it because he needed the mirror and the wiring. It would probably be an emergency.
Bruce Wayne would find some way to get you repaid surreptitiously - making sure you get a grant for your sculpture/cello playing/whatever, making sure you get a scholarship, making sure your neighborhood gets a new, safe playground for the kids... Something like that.
Anne W: Do you put milk and sugar in your coffee, Deena? In that case, I could understand how Kara might develop a taste for it. If, on the other hand, she's drinking it black, I would be seriously impressed and a little bit frightened.
Noumenon: But here I am now, slinging triple posts like I never took a month off to conquer Germany.