24: This season is weird. That is all.
Natter Area 51: The Truthiness Is in Here
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.
Oy. OK, let's focus all the kid drama to be transmorgified (I think I may have made that up or bastardized it ) to GOOD drama for Allyson.
Mister Mac, behave, ok? Yeah, it's great that you are so comfy as to be a horsepill but really? Not necessary. Your mom love you, which is why she has rules.
I'm a dork. Watching a thing on Uluru or Ayers Rock when I should have gone to bed.
South:
calling people "son", grasshoppers, verandas, tobacco, Spanish moss, yonder, fixin to, yes m'am and sir, honeysuckle summer air.
Cats and mice have been enemies for untold generations - as far back as the dawn of animation. But now a new rivalry has developed: Cat vs. tiny RC helicopter.
Three different videos: [link]
Next time you fly in a real helicopter, be thankful there aren't giant house cats about.
I have no south to add, but I liked the idea of talking about humidity. It lends itself to word poetry and is such a universal experience.
When I saw this:
Seriously, that one intersection in Austin with Book People, Waterloo Records, and Whole Foods? Megan heaven.
I forgot who was posting and I was like, what strange new vegan is this?!
24: This season is weird. That is all.
I gave up on it two episodes ago, and, given my completist tendencies, that is really saying something.
I forgot who was posting and I was like, what strange new vegan is this?!
Hah!
Chicken and waffles.
I'm eating chicken and waffles right now.
and are they fucking great?
So glad to hear that Grace's surgery went well. Continued -ma to the whole family heading westward.
And... wow, Allyson, that's fantastic. Congratulations! Rock. Star.
China has the world's highest passenger train. [link]
As the altimeter approaches 17,000 feet, a package of potato chips balloons outward until it ruptures a seam. Sunscreen and hand sanitizer erupt unbidden from bottles. In soft-sleeper class, Chinese businessmen sprawl listlessly on their bunks, sucking oxygen from plastic hoses. The bathrooms smell of vomit.