Trudy Booth is me in Natter:
Is there a name for hardcore Star Wars fans?
>grotesquelydisappointed
Xander ,'Lessons'
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Trudy Booth is me in Natter:
Is there a name for hardcore Star Wars fans?
>grotesquelydisappointed
D. Griswold :
You know what metric unit thingy I love? The angstrom. Because it completely ignores all the rules of the metric system. It doesn't even end in "meter." Plus, it makes me really wish "angst" was a standard metric prefix. I'd love to have just a few angstliters of water. Or measure my weight in angstograms.
JoeCrow in Firefly:
If violence isn't solving your problems, you're obviously not using enough.
Sue in Natter:
I remember my dad once telling a story about his hometown to a old friend that started out. "Remember Flippy Saunders? The old one, not the young one." I couldn't stop laughing long enough to ask if Flippy was a family name or if they just nicknamed all the Saunders men Flippy.
thegrommit, in response to speculation about future remixes of Serenity
You mean with extensive re-edits to already released movies and a creole slinging goofball CGI character?
Mal shot first.
Susan: I know that they're often used improperly by beginning writers, but the adverb nazis are like people who'd take the toepicks off Michelle Kwan's skates because beginning skaters are too prone to use them as brakes
deb: HA! Yes, this. I've always tended toward the "I can't use adverbs? Um, bite me continuously, deeply, richly and terminally, yo" type of reply.
-t -: So, I"m sitting here, minding my own business, surfing the 'net on company time, when I feel something tickling my forehead. Like a hair has come loose. So brushat it with the back of my hand. And now it's tickling my hand. So I take a closer look, and I've got a wee grey spider dancing on my hand. It must have fallen on my head. Freaky.
tommyrot: Are you by chance sitting on a tuffett?
In Natter, home of the scary bug talk --
Topic!Cindy: how you could live in the house with a known arachnid taking over your bathroom, where there's probably a usual amount of nekkidity.
Connie Neil: I've never worried about the spiders seeing me naked. If the cats don't care, the bugs won't.
edit: Of course, now I'm wondering if there's a whole lot of "My eyes, my eyes!" going on in the baseboards.
JZ in Natter:
Oh, don't get me started on killing ladybugs. You kill a ladybug, you might just as well march right out and lie down in traffic.
Ok, haven't gotten to that in Natter yet, so here will be good enough:
{Hearts} JZ!