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'Beneath You'


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.


Steph L. - May 24, 2007 6:28:44 am PDT #8976 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Instinctive Fear Of Monorails In Pachyderms

Elephants and monorails don't mix. Seriously. Once, as part of an ill-advised publicity stunt, an elephant was forced to ride a monorail. It did not end well.

"Well, sir, there's nothing on earth like a genuine, bona fide, electrified, six-car monorail!"


sarameg - May 24, 2007 6:31:06 am PDT #8977 of 10001

Do I need to tell the cautionary tale of the broken toaster, the sesame bagel, and flaming appliances flying out windows?


Lee - May 24, 2007 6:31:45 am PDT #8978 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I think you really really do, sarameg.


shrift - May 24, 2007 6:33:02 am PDT #8979 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

Do I need to tell the cautionary tale of the broken toaster, the sesame bagel, and flaming appliances flying out windows?

Yes, please!


Kat - May 24, 2007 6:34:13 am PDT #8980 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

New toaster, Lee.

Reviews suck by definition.

I had 8 consecutive hours of sleep last night, for the first time in 8 weeks. YAY SLEEP.

It's easier to hate my life less with full sleep.


Kat - May 24, 2007 6:35:20 am PDT #8981 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

oooh. Sarameg! It's story time. Will there be fluffy bunnies in your tale?


Jesse - May 24, 2007 6:36:07 am PDT #8982 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

It's easier to hate my life less with full sleep.

Indeed.


msbelle - May 24, 2007 6:36:49 am PDT #8983 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I am arguing with someone at work about how part of our technology works. I am not 100% sure I am right, but the real issue is THERE IS NO ONE HERE I CAN ASK. Seriously. not one person (that would not be all "why do you want to know") that knows the technology stuff. GRR!


Daisy Jane - May 24, 2007 6:42:07 am PDT #8984 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Presidentail press conference is making me want to beat my radio with a sledgehammer. The tone of voice, the petulance. Ugh.

ION Travelocity tells me they can get me to San Francisco and back for $177. So freaking tempting.


sarameg - May 24, 2007 6:46:17 am PDT #8985 of 10001

Uh, it's not that fascinating.

Anyway, in my campus apartment, we had a toaster with no sproing. Being college students, a lot of our appliances lacked their respective sproing. This was fine, because we were all aware of these shortcomings and worked around them. Except T. T couldn't cook. T ruined many a pan. T was incredibly absentminded.

She decided to toast a sesame bagel, one of the freebies from my job. I heard the other roommate remind her the toaster was broken, so pay attention to it.

Some good chunk of time later, we hear a bunch of little popping sounds, like minipopcorn. A little after that T lets out a shriek. The popping was the sesame seeds. B&I rush to the kitchen an there are these huge flames dancing out of the toaster. It was really kinda cool. B grabs the baking soda, I pull the plug, B discovers the baking soda has caked into a brick.

So T does the next best thing: she throws the flaming toaster out the kitchen window.

Just as a group of visitors comes down the walk (I'm not sure if they were guests or prospective students. If the latter, AWESOME.) They react as one would to a flaming toaster chucked in your direction.

Anyway, that's the story.