I wonder if I should go home early. Because I am actually looking at the space underneath my desk and wondering if my cell phone has an alarm, because surely no one would miss me for an hour.
Nobody can tell Marmaduke what to do. That's my kind of dog.
Trick ,'First Date'
Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
shrift - Feb 20, 2007 8:09:27 am PST #2162 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
§ ita § - Feb 20, 2007 8:13:32 am PST #2163 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Frank! Why you gotta harsh my buzz so fast? Let a girl dream, willya?
Shrift, I bet your phone does. Get on down there.
Aims - Feb 20, 2007 8:13:57 am PST #2164 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Into the corner with Frank!
Laura - Feb 20, 2007 8:16:14 am PST #2165 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Haven't watched yet. Happy I read the whitefont. The first white font.
tommyrot - Feb 20, 2007 8:16:22 am PST #2166 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
No reason to share it other than pure geekiness.
It's the kind of geekiness I can support.
(am having difficulty coming up with kinds of geekiness I can't support)
Tom Scola - Feb 20, 2007 8:17:43 am PST #2167 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Is it possible to be a creationist, or a fixed-earth geek?
tommyrot - Feb 20, 2007 8:19:22 am PST #2168 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Is it possible to be a creationist, or a fixed-earth geek?
I would say not.
(Dunno why. I just do.)
eta: Maybe it's because geekiness typically involve those things known as "facts."
Ginger - Feb 20, 2007 8:24:02 am PST #2169 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Poor Ethelred. He was really called Ethelred the Unraed, which means uncounseled or possibly badly counseled.
(There's no geek like a geek who took two semesters of Old English.)
tommyrot - Feb 20, 2007 8:25:19 am PST #2170 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Ethelred the Unraed
Now I want to call him Ethel the Unleaded.
shrift - Feb 20, 2007 8:27:08 am PST #2171 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Shrift, I bet your phone does. Get on down there.
I am so tempted to crawl under my desk and nap, ita. If I had a job where I actually needed to Get Shit Done, I would so do that right now.
If I can just power through the next four hours somehow, I'm going to bed when I get home, and I'll be setting the alarm for tomorrow.