Because I meant to post this earlier...
Laga, in Bitches, context free:
I'd happily schlep my clothes to the laundromat if I could get laid on a regular basis.
Sorry, Captain. I'm real sorry. I shoulda kept better care of her. Usually she lets me know when something's wrong. Maybe she did, I just wasn't paying attention...
Kaylee ,'Out Of Gas'
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.
DCJensen - Sep 11, 2007 4:11:58 am PDT #9329 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.
Theodosia - Sep 12, 2007 1:40:28 am PDT #9330 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
SailAweigh, in Boxed Set:
You have to wonder how aware the writers are of certain tropes. I don't think they paint themselves into corners purposely, but they sure seem to stumble over their rollers a lot.
meara - Sep 12, 2007 7:31:49 am PDT #9331 of 10000
Vortex in Natter, re: ranting:
(sorry for the huge cap use, but asshats require asscaps)
Daisy Jane - Sep 12, 2007 9:24:59 am PDT #9332 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
In Natter
Dana: Apparently the weather service has a slogan to convince people not to drive into high water.
Turn Around, Don't Drown.
I guess it rhymes better than "What are you, a dumbass?"
Dana - Sep 12, 2007 9:38:07 am PDT #9333 of 10000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
And Cindy's follow-up:
Yeah, but it's no: "You shall not pass. Dumbass."
Laga - Sep 12, 2007 11:33:35 am PDT #9334 of 10000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
in Natter:
shrift: There's nothing like the pervasive stench of burnt popcorn wafting over your cubicle walls and settling around your head like defanged mustard gas.
§ ita § - Sep 12, 2007 8:05:36 pm PDT #9335 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
BD and bt in Bitches:
BigDuluth:...and then finally we can completely achieve the ultimate goal of breeding a generation of sexually frustrated violent people, unsure how or where to stick it or lick it.
billytea: It's true! There'll be an entire generation who keep trying to put it in when they should be shaking it all about. Oh, the humanity!
lisah - Sep 13, 2007 4:50:41 am PDT #9336 of 10000
Punishingly Intricate
billytea , on a roll in Bitches : Kangaroos TiVo their young! In times of drought, they can hold onto a fertilised egg and pause its development until times are better. They lack the rewind function, though.
Scrappy - Sep 13, 2007 3:57:32 pm PDT #9337 of 10000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Jesse, the inimitable cowgirl, in Natter:
Sorry for using this thread as tech support. Or tech moral support.
hippocampus - Sep 13, 2007 4:37:51 pm PDT #9338 of 10000
not your mom's socks.
a compendium of Ginger, in bitches, (writers & editors on writing series)
What I don't get is people who can talk and read well, but their writing looks like they had a simultaneous attack of Tourette's and aphasia, mixed with a dash of loss of punctuation.
A cherished example: "Shakespeare said a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but he never saw our roses here at Plant B." What I don't get is people who can talk and read well, but their writing looks like they had a simultaneous attack of Tourette's and aphasia, mixed with a dash of loss of punctuation.
What he was trying to say was that they'd planted roses in front of the plant, but he became all entangled in a playwright who could not possibly have seen those roses, or smelled them, or called them something else. It's the subset of bad writing in which the person doesn't know what to say, so he uses a quote that frequently has nothing to do with his subject.
eta: My fellow editors and I called that Bartlett's disease.