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.
Actually, I was thinking it would be sort of like a pet. You know, we could...we could name her Trixie, or Miss Kitty Fantastico, or something.
Tara ,'Empty Places'
Coffee On My Monitor
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.
Kate P. - Apr 01, 2005 6:12:13 am PST #7504 of 10000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Fred Pete - Apr 01, 2005 9:07:31 am PST #7505 of 10000
Ann, that's a ferret.
Fun with x-posting in Natter:
DXMachina: I wonder what his drivers license says?
connie neil: "There's a dead bishop on the landing!"
Aims - Apr 01, 2005 9:09:34 am PST #7506 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
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.
Sue - Apr 01, 2005 9:26:46 am PST #7507 of 10000
hip deep in pie
whoops
P.M. Marc - Apr 02, 2005 3:02:22 pm PST #7508 of 10000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
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.
beekaytee - Apr 04, 2005 10:18:27 am PDT #7509 of 10000
Compassionately intolerant
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.
Calli - Apr 04, 2005 10:46:02 am PDT #7510 of 10000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
From Bitches:
Ginger: We couldn't let the word get out that dating a Buffista might be fatal. Perhaps the deaths could come years later, in seemingly random ways.
ita: No shit. If you told me I had to date for life/until I was dumped -- or risk death/beatings.
Well, okay, I'd take the challenge, but that's not exactly a recommendation, is it?
Trudy Booth - Apr 04, 2005 8:01:29 pm PDT #7511 of 10000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
erikaj: Don't know if this counts as game, but rarely did a week go by where our fridge didn't have Han Solo serving time in it.
Ginger - Apr 05, 2005 8:44:28 am PDT #7512 of 10000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Comparing first Internet access in Buffistechnology
Betsy HP:
I sent my first Internet e-mail in 1982.
Latecoming freaks.
Jessica:
Hey, I was 4 in 1982. Give a girl some credit for learning to read and write before going online. So many people today skip that step.
§ ita § - Apr 05, 2005 9:07:03 am PDT #7513 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I hurt my head laughing at the B'crazy:
msbelle:
I'd change the name of the whole board oif I had my way, so there is that.
ita:
To what? The msbellers?
msbelle:
don't be daft.
to b.org or that place or the box or something
jesse:
Do you want to ditch "buffistas" or "phoenix"? Either way, I vote no. Unless we can somehow incorporate Pern into the new title.
Fred Pete:
OK. As long as "Pern" refers to hesitant porn.
msbelle:
Pern?
Jesse:
Where the dragonriders live. You know, Pern.
msbelle:
oh my dear sweet lord. Go away you.