'Out Of Gas'
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.
the 20th should have been fine. The bad weather was the week before. In fact, those were the days of balmy 50 degree weather.
That's what I thought! Jeez louise. Lying liars!
ETA: I didn't say it in my initial post, but it was the the plaintiffs' attorney who said it was weather-related mail problems that prevented them from serving on time.
The new Seymour Hersh article in The New Yorker is now online:
I admire Hersh but DAMN, that man is determined to see that I don't sleep nights until 2009.
I don't even have to read the badfic. All it takes is someone talking about the badfic for that kind of info to wedge itself into some dark little corner of my mind.
You're not alone.
I don't even have to read the badfic. All it takes is someone talking about the badfic for that kind of info to wedge itself into some dark little corner of my mind.
Remember, all it takes for badfic to triumph is for good people to write nothing.
Timelies all!
I gotta remind myself not to read the badfic. Also, if I start a story, and takes a turn into badfic, or something I don't like, I am =not= obligated to finish it.
(I've already gotten the "don't read the 40 chapter long angstfest story" bit ingrained in my mind.)
Oh my god. My radio is trying to kill me again. This is a transcript of the program just aired. (There are also podcasts at the site [link] . This ep was "Wandering Souls.")
I tried so long not to cry, I have an enormous headache now.
OK, I know it kinda broke me, but lacking description, I didn't expect everyone to go read/listen and get broke too!
I'm too tired to break. And now I'm off to sleep.
Conservapedia's entry on the Pacific Northwest Tree Octopus: [link]
Which I think is a direct copy from... someplace else. Anyway, it sounds like Conservapedia is especially vulnerable to joke/hoax entries.
tommyrot, either that link is bad, or my computer refuses to let me read the Conservapedia.
If it's the latter, and I suddenly disappear, you'll know I've fallen into one of those computer-runs-the-world dystopias.