Oops...wrong thread.
Well, look who just popped open a fresh can of venom.
Xander ,'Empty Places'
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.
Pix - Feb 21, 2007 5:22:17 pm PST #2748 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
§ ita § - Feb 21, 2007 5:24:49 pm PST #2749 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Allyson, I mentioned your book to two krav instructors--one's a TV producer, and the other one's in the biz too, but I forget how. Neither of them have a clue about fandom, but the producer (who's auditioned Colin) had some vague idea I counted TV as a hobby.
Then she asked why I wasn't looking for work in the field. I told her I much preferred backseat driving to putting my money where my mouth is.
Oh, and she thinks the casting of Fillion over Sergei is a good move. I think she'd seen the original pilot.
bon bon - Feb 21, 2007 5:30:02 pm PST #2750 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Oh, I am getting so into American Idol. I now know why this show gets thrice weekly Super Bowl ratings. Tonight had some real performances, and the banter is so weird but entertaining! Lakisha though: fucking wow. I can't believe I loved her more than Melinda and Sabrina Sloan and Stephanie Edwards. Another league indeed. Also so happy about the destruction of that awful Jersey girl.
Pix - Feb 21, 2007 5:32:04 pm PST #2751 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
I have to share this vid. Laga sent it to me to cheer me up this morning, and it's hysterical: stabbing at (Princess) Leia's birthday.
brenda m - Feb 21, 2007 5:35:59 pm PST #2752 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Without even intending to, I kind of watched that too, bon. And had exactly the same reactions. Though I also liked the girl with the red-dyed hair. And the one with the really big head.
tommyrot - Feb 21, 2007 5:36:09 pm PST #2753 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.
stabbing at (Princess) Leia's birthday.
Heh. Funny and very well done.
bon bon - Feb 21, 2007 5:41:44 pm PST #2754 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I liked Gina Glocksen too-- she seems like someone I know, you know? And she had a good performance. But it's hard to remember that in the shadow of LAKISHA. I don't know which one big head is though.
Allyson - Feb 21, 2007 6:13:40 pm PST #2755 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Crappy photoshopping. Sorry. I found pics of red hot mechanics, but they were all going down on each other in front of cars.
So I went with Mulder. Thanks, Provocateuse.
Matt the Bruins fan - Feb 21, 2007 6:36:13 pm PST #2756 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Dear tailgating asshole,
In the future, I would suggest that when you decide you want to play chicken or follow another car with your migraine-inducing brights positioned 15 feet behind its rear bumper, you choose as play partner someone who's not driving an extremely sturdy rental car with airbags and a zero $ deductible. Trust me, your life will be much less stressful.
Thanks ever so,
Matt the Bruins fan
PS: Nice reflexes. But I think you're going to want to throw those shorts away.
Vortex - Feb 21, 2007 7:02:57 pm PST #2757 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Hell yes. I want to make trouble.
I might not BE trouble (looks at Juliana), but I’ll damn sure lead you to it.
You don't make trouble in North Beach. It just sort falls into your lap, drunk and full of goodness.
ah, North Beach. My SF drunken stomping grounds.
As long as I can talk with my hands, kiss people on the cheek, drink, and leave a trail of broken hearts in my wake,
awwww, yeah.
Granted, not as good an excuse to get your kidlets together, but seriously...I get the big pleading doe-eyes every day. If anyone local wants GS cookies, I'm your girl.
gave up sweets for Lent, dammit.