You know, I've saved lives. Dozens. Maybe hundreds. I reattached a girl's leg. Her whole leg. She named her hamster after me. I got a hamster. He drops a box of money, he gets a town.

Simon ,'Jaynestown'


Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns  

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.


§ ita § - Aug 14, 2007 3:46:39 pm PDT #4707 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I read that it was banked out, paperdol, but they were advising Observatory guests to leave.

Yeah, not that specific either.

I hate that the NY Times pluralises acronyms and initialisms with an apostrophe, and my hand twitches to delete the errant stroke. But this I have to admit I don't know how to make right. I just know it's wrong.


Pix - Aug 14, 2007 3:54:57 pm PDT #4708 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.

pd, insent earlier.


bon bon - Aug 14, 2007 3:55:00 pm PDT #4709 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

He was scolded for his stubborn insistence on drawing a two-tiered lowercase “a.”

Jesus.

Uh, that sounded like I was responding to ita's difficulty, not the "NYT"'s.

ETA2: Oh, that's Grant Barrett, isn't it. Sorry Grant.


juliana - Aug 14, 2007 3:55:26 pm PDT #4710 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Hey shrift and Jilli - did you see Idolator ranked Patrick Stump as the second-hottest dude in music?


Jesse - Aug 14, 2007 4:20:55 pm PDT #4711 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I just had an awesome evening of simple pleasures, so I will share. Left work, had Burger King, got a hair cut (got sprayed with water during the shampoo, but even that was mostly funny), went to Trader Joe's where there was not much of a line and a former coworker (the only person I ever run into in NYC), saw a man in a suit playing the digeridoo in the subway station, and then my train pulled up right as I got on the platform. Now I'm eating almonds with dark chocolate and sea salt, which are DELISH. Lovely!


bon bon - Aug 14, 2007 4:27:53 pm PDT #4712 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

saw a man in a suit playing the digeridoo in the subway station

Related: I was walking in Chelsea to meet someone for drinks on Saturday night and I heard a horn, and it was approaching. I turned and saw... a shirtless guy, rollerskating down the street, playing a trumpet. Ah, New York!


Connie Neil - Aug 14, 2007 4:32:56 pm PDT #4713 of 10001
brillig

On one of my two visits to New York, I rode the Staten Island Ferry and then hung out outside the ferry terminal to contemplate the Manhattan skyline for a while. (Why didn't I take my camera on that trip, why, why, why)

As I'm leaning on the balustrade, I hear footsteps behind me and glance around. There, escaped from a full color painting, was an elderly Chinese gentleman in a long orange tunic, pale green loose trousers, a brownish coat, slippers, a small round black hat, and a leather satchel over his shoulder. His beard and moustache were long and perfectly white.

He gave me a very stern look for a few seconds, then continued on his way.


Callaluna - Aug 14, 2007 4:39:09 pm PDT #4714 of 10001

I just wanted to chime in and say that both Jilli and Plei are VERY MUCH INVITED to share my bachelorette party with me!!! I would love to NOT be the center of attention, and I can't think of any two people I'd rather share with!

My book club party went very well. Three people out of eight couldn't make it, and I still barely had enough food. We all loved last month's book (Garlic and Sapphires by Ruth Reichl) - we gave it 3.5 stars (out of 4).


Jesse - Aug 14, 2007 4:49:09 pm PDT #4715 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I do love New York.


billytea - Aug 14, 2007 4:58:34 pm PDT #4716 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

For bon bon: >[link]

Holy crap! THAT'S MY THERAPIST! That's the therapist that helped Bec and me during our marriage breakup! Bec and TOG are in that group! (Not Clem and Marie, of course.)