Sail and Raq, in Bitches, on the care and feeding of cats:
SailAweigh: I've got an automatic food dispenser. It runs on batteries, so I can program feeding times into it. They get fed twice a day, at the same times everyday.
Raq: Hey, so does my cat! Actually, he has two. They are both carbon-based semi-autonomous household appliances, and they run on Coke Zero. He's programmed one to feed him at 5:30 am and 9:00 pm, and the other to feed him at 8:00 am and 5:30 pm.
Raq: He's developing a spot-feeding dispenser, but it's not tall enough to reach the food yet.
Emily:
Poor thing. Poor whiny fucking thing
Liese S.:
Yesterday I saw an elk. A really big one. Well, I dunno, it was my first encounter that close, so I dunno if it was big compared to other elk. But it was big compared to me.
Jars:
If I only ate what made me happy, I'd eat nothing but candy and cheese.
In Natter:
Jessica:
I wonder what percentage of Britons enjoy fucking with pollsters...
MiracleMan:
"...also, my good man, if ever you venture near the Hundred Acre Woods, up near Warwickshire, you'd best watch yourself. My uncle's flatmate's cousin was mauled by a yellow bear in a red shirt up there. Plus, they say there are tigers."
In Literary Buffistas 3:
DXMachina: I was thinking about Isaac Asimov sending out Harlan Ellison to investigate cases for him, a la Nero Wolfe and Archie Goodwin, but alas, Ellison ain't dead yet.
Anne W.: I'm sure it wouldn't be too hard to find some volunteers to fix that little snag.
In Natter:
Matt the Bruins fan -
What's the proper name of that law about mentioning a made-up fetish and thereby ensuring that there are already websites dedicated to it?
Narrator -
Republican Party Platform?
Typo Boy: Oh well, having too high an opinion of my dangling objects is probably a natural male tendency.