Alexyss Tylor is my new hero.
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.
They say you can't con an honest man. But you can rob him, so what's the deal?
Watching Hustle, as if you can't tell. Grifters with a heart of gold and all that. I like the show, and I don't mind cheering for les than spotless antagonists. But I swear last season they said they didn't steal, yet just this last ep I watched they robbed a clothing store without blinking. Don't get the air of moral superiority they keep putting forth.
Overheard on another thread:
Here's something nice, this movie Waitress...sent out this note today saying they are doing something called "Random Acts of Pie-ness" where there will be trucks in NY, Chicago, SF, Miami, Philly, Dallas, Boston, Atlanta, and DC all weekend handing out slices of free pie.
Was that the Vegas one? I couldn't pay attention because I couldn't get past them getting hired to work in casinos -- I've watched too much CSI not to believe that everyone who works in any capacity is fingerprinted in a master database.
I often don't understand the fine distinctions they make on Hustle between stealing and grifting.
I mean, how is it not stealing to lift someone's wallet on the street? And they do that all the time.
Mostly, I think they're lying to themselves to make themselves feel better. They're CLEVER! Not common thieves!
Crap. Even though I had a big lunch pretty late, now I want dinner. But enough to get/make it? Unclear.
I think they were better about maintaining the distinction first season, but even then they kept hustling Eddie out of drinks/their bar tab, which was basically the same thing.
I liked this season quite a bit more than I thought I would with Mickey gone, but there were definitely more things that bugged than there were last season.
I just saw a (white Euro-descent) elderly female Buddhist monk somewhere. Now I can't remember where. She was bald and wearing saffron robes, and smiled at Mal.
I'm thinking the knees may be a problem with all the kneeling.
oh crap. I have a terrible growing crush on my neighbor. He's a writer, playwrite, teacher, 43, sexy, divorced, and came by to give me an iced latte this morning and sat outside talking to me for a few hours.
This is NOT GOOD. This must immediately stop.
Quick, someone say something disturbing.
You could just kneel down and then stay there like that. No problem.