I love ceramics, but I have decided that when I buy them, I am buying a subscription, not a permanent object, and when a ceramic object I love finally gives up its structural integrity, it gives me the chance to find new ceramics. I have expressed this theory before but I never realized how "I married an axe murderer" it sounds until just now. Hmm.

My theory is that if you break a piece, it's jsut an excuse to buy another.

Signed,

Single, lives alone, has 30+ pottery bowls and just bought another tonight.

DX, quoting in Natter:

It was Ellen S.:

My boss had to call me to get my computer password to retrieve something from my hard drive, which would be fine except my password is 'spikelust'. Had to spell it out, then panicked and explained it was my German grandmother's maiden name (pronounced 'Spickle-oost').

Shortly thereafter, there were t-shirts.

In Minearverse, on seeing Maxim pics of the star of Tim's new show:

Daniel C. Jensen:Can she kill?

Tom Scola: You've seen Photo #4, right? [for reference: >[link]

KristinT: This proves to me she can wax, not that she can kill.

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We can't forget "the butter churn of Osiris on eBay" line in the ceramic discussion above. That was the part that got me soda on my monitor.

I include myself only for context for the P-C funny:

Cass: Rum = love. It's a fact.

Polter-Cow: So that's why I woke up naked after eating that tiramisu...

Cass: The tiramisu only said it loved you. It just wanted you shirtless...

KristinT: The question is, was it smeared all over your body? Because if so, hint.

Polter-Cow: Ladyfingers in new places!

Ok, here's the rest of "Hec's fancy bowl" dialogue. That bit of it, anyway.

Dan:

I saw a butter churn of Osiris on eBay...

Connie Neil:

For resurrecting departed dinners? Do you really want to risk all the zombie turkeys that might start wandering about?

Perfectly good white sweater ruined with coffee.

tommyrot in Natter:

Is it considered acceptable to get up while at a dinner party and announce, "Excuse me; I have to go for dumpies"?

DXMachina in Natter:

I'm a firm believer in the old adage "Spare the electric shock collar, spoil the child."

shrift in Natter:

Blargh. Remind me never to mention that I'm bored where the machines can hear me.

Signed,

Just spent an unseemly amount of time debugging an app I previously knew nothing about, and now only know slightly more than nothing, in the "I can fix it, but don't bloody well ask me how to use it!" school of technovoodoo way.

From Literary:

Betsy HP: Worst. Title. Ever. [link]

AmyLiz: Be sure to look for the sequel: The Groom Swells With Pride.

Steph L.: Pssst! AmyLiz! It isn't *pride* making the groom swell....

Betsy HP: I'm waiting for The Virgin Bride Said "Ow!"

Polter-Cow: Followed by The Formerly Virgin Bride Said, "Celibacy!"