In bureaublahblah, discussing the next music thread name:
Hec: 4/4 does nothing for me.
Megan: As someone who loves Power Pop, how can you say that?
We can come by between classes. Usually I use that time to copy over my class notes with a system of different colored pens. But it's been pointed out to me that that's, you know...insane.
Willow ,'Showtime'
Coffee On My Monitor
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Frankenbuddha - Dec 09, 2008 7:27:10 am PST #9935 of 10000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Trudy Booth - Dec 09, 2008 11:43:59 am PST #9936 of 10000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Tom Scola: If I were going to run for Governor of Illinois, I'd grow a twirly mustache, and put on a stove-pipe hat and a cape. I'd be a shoo-in.
Toddson - Dec 10, 2008 3:47:12 am PST #9937 of 10000
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
erikaj in Natter:
And, yes, I have read the occasional celebrity book, but I've often thought they'd die a quiet death if they got left to their own grammar, for instance.
billytea - Dec 16, 2008 2:48:21 pm PST #9938 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
The production of Wicked that Typo Boy saw is very different from the one that played in Melbourne:
Dream last night may be worth telling. New breed of dog called "The Bark" essentially a lung with fur and legs. Had to be fed through an IV. The American Kennel Club loved the breed cause it could only reproduce via cloning. So they finally had breed where the blood line could never be contaminated.
The rest of the dream is not worth narrating, involving trouble in OZ, no one believing Glinda when she claimed to be able to fix the Ruby Slippers, and Buffy, Rimmer and Gandhi machine gunning hordes of crazed zombie munchkins.
Frankenbuddha - Dec 16, 2008 5:31:53 pm PST #9939 of 10000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Buffy, Rimmer and Gandhi machine gunning hordes of crazed zombie munchkins.
That would obviously be the Gandhi that Buffy was doing her impression of for Ken.
billytea - Dec 16, 2008 5:58:13 pm PST #9940 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
That would obviously be the Gandhi that Buffy was doing her impression of for Ken.
That scene would have lost so much of its impact if she'd asked "Wanna see my impression of Rimmer?"
Ginger - Dec 17, 2008 4:03:38 pm PST #9941 of 10000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
In Bitches:
vw bug: My snowflake cupcakes won't come out of the pan! Sad now!
Toddson: Can you wait until they melt?
Pix - Dec 17, 2008 8:14:43 pm PST #9942 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
In Natter:
ita:
God, I hate diamond ads. Just saw a Kay one with a guy who doesn't seem to have been dating the chick that long because he's apologising that his signing sucks. But he gives her a diamond tennis bracelet.
Every kiss begins with Kay? Every kiss-my-ass begins with Kay too.
Pix - Dec 19, 2008 12:00:11 am PST #9943 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
In Natter, context be damned:
Cass: That's not classy, it's just French. An easy mistake to make though.
WindSparrow - Dec 20, 2008 1:21:27 pm PST #9944 of 10000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
In Bitches, Steph L. recounts a conversation between herself and her Boy.
I said, "Jesus, the past 6 months have been so fucked up for us -- you had abdominal surgery, and I had inexplicable stomach badness, that weird-ass vertigo, panic attacks, and now this back problem. What's next?"
Him: "We'll probably give birth to a cute little teratoma we can call our own."
Teratoma out of the blue!!!
After I finished laughing, I said, "Even though it will be hideous, it'll be our hideous teratoma baby."
Him: "You can tell me its one tooth looks just like mine!"
Me: "And its tuft of hair looks just like mine!"