Excerpted from a review of
Tamala 2010: A Punk Cat in Space
courtesy of tommyrot:
The plot has something or other to do with an advertising icon that has the power to destroy and remake the universe
Anne W.'s reaction:
Oh. Oh, dear. The whole thing sounds rather like an unfortunate collision of "Hello Kitty" and the trippier parts of "Evangelion."
As Natter careens from topic to topic:
Nilly: Luckily, most of them write in Hebrew, and there are still less Hebrew spam mails than English ones.
billytea: Naturally. Spam's not kosher.
In Natter 21:
Katie M.: I don't mind that when I fly Alaska you get a little insert about Jesus with your meal. That's fine.
Steph L.: "I didn't order the Christian sandwich! I ordered the Buddhist pasta!"
billytea: I have a problem with any meal that believes in reincarnation. My philosophy: it goes down, it stays down.
(FTR, in the exchange above, I'm quoting comedian David Cross. I thought someone might recognize it.)
Shawn in Natter:
Last week I made the mistake of taking the train at about 6 and I had one of these. This guy was scary, though. Until the end, when his spiel jumped the tracks and he claimed the Bible predicts the Bronx will become a big hole in the ground.
As he wound it up I heard someone say softly, "This is why Jesus and crack don't mix."