Emily in Bitches:
I'm particularly amused by the "call it a Christmas tree!" business. I must have blocked the part where the baby Jesus sucked on a pine cone and turned it to gold as a parable on nursing.
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Emily in Bitches:
I'm particularly amused by the "call it a Christmas tree!" business. I must have blocked the part where the baby Jesus sucked on a pine cone and turned it to gold as a parable on nursing.
Zenkitty: I think I'd prefer he burned down my house after he killed me. Then my mother would never have to know about the porn.
My worlds are colliding in Bitches:
AmyLiz:
Also, it's not easy to write flap copy for a book on female sexual submission at nine o'clock in the morning. That is all.
Teppy:
I could do it.
AmyLiz:
Even with Sesame Street on? I kept wanting to write: B is for Bondage, and F is for Fetish... And the number of the day is three! One, two, three submissives, ah ah ah...
Yours probably would have been better than mine, too.
Teppy:
Absolutely! "This episode was brought to you by the letters S and M...."
Erin in Bitches, because descriptions of heaven deserve preservation:
I have strong coffee, computer hook-up (finally), two highly amusing cats, cigarettes, and live less than a block away from 5 restaurants, a coffee shop and a movie theatre.
Today, I am rich.
In B'craxy:
SeanK:
What's not to like about queuing proposals?
Dana:
The difficulty involved in typing the word queue over and over again?
Sean K:
Tell me about it!
Aimée:
line line line line line line
Huh. Wasn't that hard.
runs away fast
ita:
Does your husband know you're doing lines?
Think of the children!
Cass in Natter, on how some of our families know us so well ... :
Mom flew back from Chicago today and saw a woman holding a blanket, two pillows and wearing a tiara. She'd like to know which Buffista it was.
Emily: I'm getting a crush on Alan Turing. Help!
D. Griswold: Alan Turing is hot. Also, however, gay. And dead.
Cass: Like any of that can stand in the way of Teh Crush...
On the same theme...
D. Griswold: FCM: Turing, Einstein, Feynman
Emily: I don't know. Who can make these choices?
Tommyrot: Hawking?
Topic!Cindy: Hobson.
Tommyrot: Occam.
Topic!Cindy: Schrödinger
And, continuing the same theme:
D. Griswold Also, FCM: Occam, Schrödinger, Magic 8-Ball
Raq: Well, I wouldn't F or M Schrödinger, as you'd never know if he was alive or dead in there. So C Schrödinger. The M8B always tells me what I want to hear, so M. And then F Occam is the simplest answer.
Could it be any mathier? In Bitches:
Emily:
anything raised to the 0 power is 1.
Tommyrot:
Even 0? How about a cat?
(Actually, 0^0 =1, right? God, my memory sucks.)
Emily:
0 is like the submerged iceberg of the natural numbers. Most of the time you never even notice it, but then suddenly you trip over it, and it's all kinds of trouble.
But 0*0 = 0. That one we do know. It's 0/0 where we say, "No no no don't go there, that's the bad place!"
tommyrot:
There's something cool about how mathematicians can't even agree if 0^0 is undefined.
I mean, either it's defined or it's undefined. Except it's both.
Or neither.
Fred Pete: So it's Schrodinger's exponential?
tommyrot:
Yes.
See, I knew that cat^0 was relevant!