Kaylee: So, uh, how come you don't care where you're going? Book: 'Cause how you get there is the worthier part.

'Serenity'


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.


Strega - Feb 25, 2007 10:13:52 am PST #3509 of 10001

I was up late last night, so I finally wandered out to the living room just before noon, pulled open the blinds to get some light in the room, and then boggled at the snow piled up on the tree branches. Certainly woke me up.

Oo, but yesterday I did my errands, got my comics, and then saw Orson's Shadow at the Round House in Bethesda, which was really charming and fun. And I was thinking beforehand, it must be hard to play characters that Everyone Knows Already, but the guy playing Welles was particularly fantastic. He even had that amused gleam in his eye that Welles had. The guy playing Olivier was also good, though I was slightly disturbed that he kept reminding me more of John Cleese.

Then I saw Double Indemnity at the AFI theater. And then I ate pancakes! Plus Daniel and I started plotting to go to LA next winter on a real-and-for-true vacation without any pesky work to interfere with our mayhem.

So I had an excellent Saturday.

Today I am going to putter around, do laundry, and eventually I'll do my stupid screentrail. And I will think about clearing the snow off the car, but I'm pretty sure I'd have to put on shoes for that, and I don't wanna.


Jesse - Feb 25, 2007 10:26:49 am PST #3510 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

No word as to whether he was lying then, or lying now.

Heh.

I still have yet to do laundry, and I just almost took a nap. I think the bread is putting me to sleep!


sarameg - Feb 25, 2007 10:44:17 am PST #3511 of 10001

The ice has started, alas.

I'm attempting to make spinach hazelnut burgers. My oven takes forever to heat up. It may be a bust because I'm uncertain of the vintage of the hazelnuts. And before anyone thinks they are healthy, they involved a lot of parmesean. I'm totally making this up as I go, relying on 11 year old taste memory.


Sophia Brooks - Feb 25, 2007 10:47:28 am PST #3512 of 10001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

I think I have missed something about Sam Waterston... What did he lie about?

I have no done 4 loads of laundry. Go me!


Tom Scola - Feb 25, 2007 10:48:29 am PST #3513 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.

Holy shitballs?

It's from the song!

So when you're happy (Hurray!) or sad (Aw!)
Or frightened (Eeeeeek!) or mad (Rats!)
Or excited (Holy shitballs!) or glad (Hey!)
An interjection starts a sentence right!


bon bon - Feb 25, 2007 10:57:59 am PST #3514 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

I think I have missed something about Sam Waterston... What did he lie about?

If you watch L&O reruns on TNT for any period of time...or really anything on TNT, you see the commercial for Law and Order with Waterston demanding, "Were you lying then, OR ARE YOU LYING NOW?!"


Jesse - Feb 25, 2007 11:00:30 am PST #3515 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Tom: Hee!

I still have not put in the laundry. Any minute now.....


Topic!Cindy - Feb 25, 2007 11:01:49 am PST #3516 of 10001
What is even happening?

I am painfully, painfully bored. I am not, however, so bored as to feel up to doing any of the things I ought to do.

I return you now to your entertaining Natter.


sarameg - Feb 25, 2007 11:06:33 am PST #3517 of 10001

It sounds like I am popping popcorn in my dining room. I am not. It is the ice hitting the window. They are calling it ice pellets. How that differentiates from small hail, I do not know. They are about 1.5 mm in diameter.


Scrappy - Feb 25, 2007 11:06:39 am PST #3518 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

I am cleaning and doing laundry and messing about. The DH is off at a free class for his digital SLR camera. Nice lazy day, and we're off to friends to watch the Oscars tonight. It is the typical Hollywood glamorous Oscar gathering. Heather and I critique the dresses and watch their two boys play with Star Wars Legos on the floor, as the mens pick up our fine dining at the caterers (Popeye's chicken). We eat, put the kiddoes to bed and then snark like snarkmonsters. Because it is Oscar night, I am planning my party wardrobe--I am torn between the black hoodie and the blue one.