erika: All I know is that Lilah made my Kinsey move.

Aimée: Move? Lilah made my Kinsey stand up and say "Fuck this".

Trudy Booth:

When I was in college we had a particularly ugly piece of campus sculpture called Solar Wind.

We also had an art department that would cover the campus in senior projects every spring.

A friend of mine (actually, remember that comic with the penguins the other day? that guy) foolishly left his damp laundry in the laundry room. Dude, we were being helpful when we hung it on the volleball nets in the quad to dry... it could have mildewed.

The fact that the next day was Easter and everyone on campus and their parents would be wandering around all dudded up on their way too and from brunch at the commons 25 feet away... and that it might be kinda awakward to pick your way through the crowd and climb around on a volleyball net pulling down your clothes... mere coincidence.

The fact that we lableled it Solar Wind II -- Senior Art Project (please do not disturb) PROTECTED his drying laundry from harm, darn it. How were we to know that people would go over and read it and take photos and point and laugh and...

I'm smiling just thinking about it.

Kristin T: One of my ex-boyfriends learned the Elvish alphabet and used to write me letters in it. Why yes, I can still read and (if I really thought about it) write them. It's a little freaky.

He also renamed me with an Elvish name which he persisted in calling me all the time, and he accidently broke my nose during a SCA-style sword fight. Is it worth mentioning that this was not the healthiest relationship I've ever been in?

brenda m: Depends on the name, I guess.

In Jossverse, some deep insights into the character of Batman:

PMM: in the Bat titles, IC happened right on the heels of War Games, and the fallout has been mainly the loss of Tim's dad and an increasingly twitchy Batman.

amych: Ehh, Batman's broody and weird. Must be Tuesday.

ita: But he's also cranky and uncooperative! That totally means it must be ... well, Batman.

PMM: Don't leave off twitchy and paranoid!

Steph L.: Y'all are mischaracterizing him -- he's menacing and creepy!

ita: I got one word: Psycho.

David: Still waiting for the Ultimate Geek Wedding. A mixed service half in Klingon / Half in Elvish.

Gudanov: Imagine the Wedding Photos.

brenda m: Imagine the Wedding Swordfights.

Fun with x-posting in Natter:

DXMachina: I wonder what his drivers license says?

connie neil: "There's a dead bishop on the landing!"

JohnSw in Natter:

As the Pope travels in fits and starts in the misty half-world between this life and his eternal reward (bummer about that celibacy vis-a-vis the 72 virgins, oh yeah, he's eligible), the sweet mystery of life brings us the third in my occasional series, Post-Modern Labelling and WTF?: a study. You'll remember CupASoup and Snark: parts 1 and 2.

Today, I turn my attention to a seemingly haphazard can of Spam Lite, left in my cupboards by a wandering pair of retired folk. (I don't know why, they just do.) Helpfully, Spam lite provides recipes of stuff you can do with their shoggoth-horror product to make it somewhat more edible, and the recipe in question on this day is Spam Quesadillas. On a "Scientific Scale Factor" of icy, warm and caliente, these faux-quesadillas are hot, you'll see.

I quote: "Do not be fooled by the simplicity of this recipe. Yes, it is easy to make, but the flavor is complicated and exotic. Like something that fills your senses and pulls at your heartstrings and then flies away, wanting to be chased. And you will chase it, oh yes, you will."

Tinned spam label recipe chatter that invokes the spirit of Neruda. On flatbread.

This has been another in the occasional series of Post-Modern Labelling and WTF?: A study.

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Brenda M in Fanfiction

Hee. I'm beginning to see where all the Starsky and Hutch fic comes from. Hutch is in his bathrobe, teaching Starsky to do meditation and free association. Like that's not enough already, the first word he comes up with? Closet.

Tommyrot in Natter regarding what ever happened to Grover on Sesame Street:

No drug or alcohol addictions - I think he just got burned out and cynical. Now he's a clerk in a video rental place that specializes in independent movies.

eta: Sometimes he protests agains neighborhood gentrification, but mostly he keeps to himself.