It started simply, with a discussion of brains (which is simple for Natter)

juliana

And from Wikipedia, a much more prosiac entry:

Donovan's Brain

Donovan's Brain is a 1942 horror novel by Curt Siodmak. The story revolves around an attempt to keep alive the brain of millionaire megalomaniac W.H. Donovan after an otherwise fatal plane crash. Gradually, the increasingly evil brain develops telepathic abilities and becomes able to control the mind of Dr. Patrick Cory, the character who is keeping the brain alive.

The novel has been filmed on several occasions, most notably as The Lady and the Monster (1944) and Donovan's Brain (1953), the latter starring Nancy Reagan.

brenda m

Okay, now I'm scared.

tommyrot

Of Nancy Reagan?

Teppy

You're NOT?

Sue in Natter: Did I mention I'm drunk? But isn't my typing god for a drunk person ? WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

People is funny today. (Edited to include quester's stunned response.)

ita:

I share my bed with my Powerbook, a stuffed moose, and my cellphone.

I could be more single, but the body pillow keeps falling off onto the floor.

quester:

I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that ita sleeps with a moose.

Nattering

flea: I thought God made Cindy for the long rambly paragraphs of run-on sentences that change their minds mid-clause.

Tom Scola in Boxed Set:

None of us Americans has acquired Torchwood from net-based sources. That would be wrong.

Jen in Bitches:

Re: misunderstandings of Shakespeare, whenever I see one of Shakespeare's sonnets used in a wedding ceremony or other happy occasion, I want to weep. Because, well, NOT happy stuff. He (and I'll leave it to the reader to decide if the narrator of the series is Shakespeare himself or a fictional person) was in love with a young man and wrote 126 beautiful, scathing, sarcastic, bitter sonnets about how badly the young man screwed him over. And then he and the young man both took up with the same woman, about whom the narrator wrote 28 even more scathing and bitter sonnets; he was only attracted to her because she was promiscuous, he really did think she was ugly, and oh, by the way, she gave him a venereal disease.

So yeah. If you want to talk about gut-wrenching unrequited love or ugly ladies of the night with a bad case of the clap at your wedding, Shakespeare's sonnets are for you! Otherwise, not so much.

in Natter:

Jessica:

I would really like S60 to be cancelled so I can stop watching it. It's not even a love/hate relationship at this point, it's an unhealthy-fascination/hate relationship. And I haven't even seen last night's ep!

ita:

Jessica, you've got to start being more responsible with your television intake. You're watching for two now.

DebetEsse: Screw your ongoing plotlines. I don't love you. I don't even like you. You irritate me, and there's no upside. The sex isn't even that good. In the time I spend on you, I could watch a movie a week. Even in 2/3 of the movies I chose blew a lot, it would still be better than you. And, anyway, I think I've got a good thing going on a couple other nights. Seriously, it's not me. It's you.

Why do I get the feeling that's from the Lost thread?

Either that or Jericho, which I finally gave up tonight.

Hec in Bitches. Everything's funnier with babies!

New Baby Fun

JZ: I think she flurmed. I'll go change her. [overheard from down the hall] How can you be so cute? Let's just get you cleaned up. Hey! Don't do that! Why would you do a thing like that?! No! Bad baby!
Me: What happened.
JZ: She kicked her foot in the poop. Then she peed on my hand!

::ten minutes later::

Matilda: {FLURRRM}
JZ: You can change her this time.
Me: This is an opportunity for you to show...
JZ: I did fifteen freakin' diapers today, okay?
Me: I got her. [takes baby to changing table] Alright. Mommy doesn't know how to handle you. What we need here is a speed change. Ya gotta prep before hand, then ninja speed changing powers! I'll just unzip you....look at that. You did indeed flurm. Hey! Don't...Dammit.
JZ: What happened?
Me: She peed on my hand.