In Bitches, Lilty Cash mourns the (possible) falling of a great survivor:

Well, he's looking DAMN dead. I haven't flushed him yet, though. I noticed this morning his color was not good, but I thought it was just his usual bi-weekly death throes.

Lilty:

R.I.P. Captain Jack Sparrow the Fish

Nicole:

Are you sure? Reeeeeally sure?

Lilty:

Well, he's looking DAMN dead. I haven't flushed him yet, though. I noticed this morning his color was not good, but I thought it was just his usual bi-weekly death throes.

Assembled Buffistas:

Sorry, Lilty.

Lilty:

Eh, it's ok. I'll probably be scared to use the toilet for weeks because, you know, sometimes they come back. Little Bastard'll show up a zombie fish.

Jesse, the adorable:

This is when I wish you could just stick a big needle in the back of my head and insert knowledge.

Kristen, in Tech, on mysterious ability to read articles:

See this is the source of my puzzlement. In the two weeks since I got the new powerbook, I can guarantee to you that I had yet to visit the Chicago Tribune's website. Until last night.

DXMachina:

Huh. I wonder if it works on other sites requiring a password? Maybe Apple is now shipping Powerbooks with some sort of double secret password avoidance algorithms installed.

Ita:

Aha! That totally explains Independence Day.

Emily in Bitches:

I'm multi-bored. That's what happens when you're multitasking, but there's a blank spot in the cycle of things you're doing, so when you hit that phase of the cycle you're bored.

In the voting thread:

ita: I guess we're pretty clear on why we're together.

Strongly felt opinions on a) shows and b) grammar/spelling.

Sure, they aren't the same views, but that's the fun part, huh?

Susan: There's a product I usually refer to as a "candle pistol" because you pull a trigger and it produces a flame. But it's much bigger than a cigarette lighter. What's its real name?

juliana: Bic calls it a utility lighter

Jilli: In our house, it's called the clicky fire thing, and is usually taken away from me.

Shrift:

It went something like this:

Betsy: ...the rhetorical term for the part used to represent the whole.

Me: I know that word. It's -- <mem-fault>

Word: <poof>

Me: Crap. Okay. It sounds like... Mnah mnah?

A Mighty Fortress Is Our Google: Metonymy

Me: Closer than the Swedish Chef, yet not quite the thing with the thing what means the thing. Bork bork bork!

A Mighty Fortress Is Our Google: Synecdoche.

Me: My English degree is ashamed to be seen in public with me now, isn't it.

From the Minearverse:

Someone or Other: Does anyone know what gender is trying to save Enterprise?

Allyson: Hermaphodites. I dunno. Is someone trying to save it? Why?

On the serface, it's just a wholesome conversation about veggies. But then, it is Bitches...

Hec (continuing his crusade to get us to eat more veggies, to meara): The chart indicates that if you continue this trend, and Sean continues on his trend...you're going to be the Least Healthy Eater Here.

Sean: It probably helps that the gf is a vegetarian.

t /gf likes carrots

Teppy: Ladies and gentlemen, witness the first known legitimate use for "[person] likes carrots"!

Sean: Seriously. She's big on the tubers.

Teppy: You've been *waiting* to say that, haven't you?

Hec: The question is...yams or fingerlings?

Teppy: It's not the size of your tuber; it's how you serve it.

(Not mashed, one would hope.)

Sean:

You've been *waiting* to say that, haven't you?

What? No. No. No.

Yes.

The question is...yams or fingerlings?

That's a bit personal, don't you think?

Hec: You're the one who said she liked carrots. We're just trying to determine if she's a nibbler through a bag of baby carrots, or somebody who prefers a hearty, organic root vegetable that could really flavor a stock.