'Lessons'
This thread is for Buffista quotage. Posts that are profound, witty, or otherwise deserving of immortality go here. This is also Shrift's source for the BRQG, so be aware that if your words end up here, they'll also end up there. Finally, please note which thread spawned the quotage and please white-out anything that might be spoilery to Un-Americans.
Lilty's indefatigible Captain Jack:
"Oh..I'm dying! I can't go on! The light! I see the....hey. Who the hell is that BLUE fish?? And since when do you have a CAT? You know, I'm feeling stronger..yes! Yes, I will swim away from the light!! Hmm, you know, no one's been looking at me for a bit. I feel faint! Arrrrr."
ita beats me to it. I choked up leftover dinner party hors d'ouvres when I read that.
Lilty Cash on the woes of having a roommate with a little too much magic in her heart:
Drug dealers are more my style. She's been raving about this movie for weeks. Everytime the preview comes on she asks if I read the book. When I say no, she says "OMG IT'S SO GOOD!!! Did you read Tuesdays With Morrie?" Yes. "Did you like it?". No. Then she gets quiet, looks at me like I have no soul, and keeps decorating the room with snowmen. From where I am sitting, I can count at least 20.
Maybe I am a bad person with no joy.
Kristin T in Bitches, welcoming the expanded Miracleborn family home
The Empress, the Princess and the Zombie Master are home! Hurray, hurray!
(Is it just me, or does The Empress, the Princess and the Zombie Master sound like what might have happened if C.S.Lewis hadn't found God?)
ita, exemplifying Buffista-ness in LotR:
Even if I can't watch it, I get a Nillyesque pleasure from just holding it.
There may or may not be crooning and stroking.
KristinT in Natter on the danger of pets:
Applied math lesson of the evening:
Puppy putting paws on my lap to tell me she has to go out = good
Purring gray cat curled up in lap = good
Puppy paws + purring gray cat in lap = blood
Thus endeth the math lesson.
JohnSweden, in Natter:
Whoa, pretty resourceful of you to find an apartment from Victorian England in modern LA. What's the rent, a shilling a week?
Miracleman reminds me that COMM isn't always for the funny. Sometimes it's also for allergies:
Aimee and Emma are fine at last check-in. Emma's at the eat-crap-and-sleep stage of life and so mainly eats, craps and sleeps. Aimee is still sore from the C-section, but the pain meds seem to work for the most part and she's in good spirits when she's awake.
Brag? Well, I don't know what there is to brag about. I mean, aside from Emma being the best baby in the whole freakin' universe, hands down. Aside from that, not much to say.
I am, of course, biased. I am so totally in love with my daughter that every belch makes me smile giddily and my heart breaks just looking at her. So take my statement of Emma's obvious superiority to every single living being on the planet Earth and, come to think of it, every other inhabited planet anywhere in existence, ever with something of a grain of salt.
Proud father? Yeah, okay...I'll cop to that.
Nutty: Red Sox signed a pitcher name of Matt Mantei for a song. (He was/is injured.) Now, the Red Sox roster is up to 14 players, two one-eared donkeys, seven paper clips, and a parrot that can sing the macarena. (Hot Stove season has been slooooow.)
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Cashmere: I stood in a VERY long line for over an hour at the DMV and ended up behind a woman who was there to exchange her license plates because they had 666 on them. She was insisting on getting new plates for free and she was seriously holding up the line. I got pissed and told her that Satan didn't want her car--he wanted her soul. It did not go over well.
Matt the Bruins Fan in Bitches:
They descend so steeply every cover should have a miniature Leonardo DiCaprio yelling "I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD!" printed in the upper left corner.