too bad that couldn't be the the title of movies.

Natter: This Monkey's Gone to Eleven

I love this one because I've been listening to the Pixies for the past three weeks. Or I could go with the George Clooney Ocean's Eleven one.

But I LOATHE the elevenses. But I am decidedly anti-hobbit. I'm thinking Angus might back me up.

Then again because I hate it, it's destined to win.

No frickin' monkeys! (With or without laser beams on their heads!)

But Kat - Elevensies is an additional snack period in the day. I'm of the opinion that if everyone in the world had more snacks and naps, there'd be less problems, up to and including war. Surely you can get behind snacks. Snacks would get behind you. Heaven knows they're behind me. They cushion me against the harshest chairs of the world.

Ask not what your snack can do for you, Kat. Ask what you can do for your snack.

Blessed are the snackers, for theirs is the key to the pantry.

When in the course of human events, it becomes necessary to have a snack, is there a better time for it than 11 (excepting afternoon tea, of course)?

Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men need a snack.

I want the American people to know today that I am still committed to working with people of good faith and good will of both parties to do what's best for our country, to bring our nation together, to lift our people up, to move us all forward together, towards the snack bar.

Ich bin ein snack.

We have nothing to fear but a lack of snacks, itself.

I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty, or give me snacks!

I have a dream my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their snacks.

This is one small step for food, one giant leap for snacks.

Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the Buffista Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still say, 'Eleven was their finest natter, for then did they snack.'

Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the Buffista Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still say, 'Eleven was their finest natter, for then did they snack.'

Thread slug.

Hey, hobbit-haters, Winnie the Pooh had elevenses too. I think.

This is one small step for food, one giant leap for snacks.

A perfect line for Daffy Duck. Funny post!

I love Cindy.

I don't natter, so I don't care what the thread gets named, but I love Cindy.

Don't care about hobbits, like Elevenses.

I think Cindy is the model Buffista. She is the buffista we all wish to be, our guiding light, our shining hope. Damned Cindy. Why couldn't she be me?

Serial:

Oh, and because I'm likely to be out of town during the entire discussion & voting period on the next issue...

I really oppose it. An idea that was proposed but not acted on wasn't necessarily a bad one or an idea most people opposed: it might be a victim of bad timing, of being dropped in the middle of another discussion, or of being worded poorly. Also, factors on some issues mnay have changed significantly -- for instance, we may want an Alias, Miracles, Gilmore Girls, or general TV thread more if we're faced with a Fall '03 TV schedule that is ME-free. Finally, I don't think silence on a particular proposal should be read as a "no" when it most likely wasn't intended that way.

Also, if there genuinely is significant support or opposition to an issue, all we will have done by sending it to a vote is wasted a week. I don't consider that too high a price to pay.

I like elevenses. And for the record, in Chile we still have "onces" which is actually like afternoon tea, but it is called "elevenses". Doesn't have anything to do with time, though. The legend has it that the proper society ladies used to drink aguardiente, a very strong alcoholic drink, in their tea with their afternoon cakes. These veddy proper society ladies couldn't just say "Hey, let's get ripped and eat sweets now." Instead, someone would politely suggest that it was time for "onces" since aguardiente has eleven letters in it. Then they'd all get ripped and eat sweets. Also, as far as I know, no Chileans are Hobbits. So the anti-Hobbit faction could just imagine that "It's time for elevenses" really means "It's time to get ripped and eat sweets." and that's just fun for everyone.