Did Super Boy have a dog?
Krypto, the canine of steel--last surviving dog of Krypton.
No. Seriously.
'Shindig'
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Did Super Boy have a dog?
Krypto, the canine of steel--last surviving dog of Krypton.
No. Seriously.
CaBil--it's over in Box Set, the Smallville, et al. thread.
billytea: You know what's wrong? In the supermarket the other day I saw a magazine with a single Olsen twin on the cover, saying that they can't keep making teen movies forever. Now, while I'm fully on board with the viewpoint that says Mary Kate has just been dragging Ashley down for years, I don't think America is ready for them to individuate.
Going to sleep in Natter:
NovaChild: (Yes, I'm asleep. This message is just an illusion. When I snap my fingers, your lives will return to normal.)
<still not snappin'>
<nope, still not>
<you don't think I'm just gonna let you out of my power that easy, do you?>
The Divine JZ(hem), on literature:
I have no idea whether mysteries still qualify as genre, but this was back in the late 80s at an East Coast college whose English dept. faculty revered the short, spare, dry as a dry martini left undrunk on the small side table of a New England home inhabited by characters in Carver stories, left there after a perfunctory but necessary cocktail party attended by weary prep-school faculty members who occasionally moonlighted as characters in Cheever novels and discovered weeks later by yet another prep-school faculty member who was housesitting for the homeowner, who spent many hours of his housesitting time regarding the now-empty glass with its now only faintly visible rime of evaporated gin and pondering the growing awareness that he had not been invited to this faculty cocktail party, then going into his colleague's bedroom bathed in the bleached-out comfortless light of a New England winter afternoon, opening his dresser drawers, and contemplating his wife's underwear for hours, short story.
That kind of story.
*shakes tiny, impotent fist at amych*
Curses. Foiled again.
Allyson, in Minearverse
ita's mom pays us two chickens a week to be "friends" with her daughter, and yes, contradicting bon bon is in the contract
Teppy (Steph L) in Bitches:
I have always LOVED my doctor because he doesn't seem to think a person will die if her weight doesn't fit into column on a chart.
Plus, he's funny. When he told me he wanted me on meds, I told him that I really wanted to get my first heart attack in before age 35, and I felt that medication would really hinder me in reaching that goal. He didn't even bat an eye; he just said "You should start smoking, then."
ita in Bureaucracy expresses beautifully how we all feel now and then when the hivemind leaves us in the dust:
Are you about ready to explain it to those of us less ... well, I have no idea less what, since I have no idea what the hell you're on about? Or do you need some more time to ... WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?