And here I was thinking they were mine!
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.
Oh! The hub is now a drooling Krav fanboy, thanks to the big dog's new book (edit: this one: [link] ). Also, the dedication made me tear up a little, even at two degrees.
we were just commenting on the "unfairness" of life that means guys like Victor or a friend Johann pretty much won't get a role unless it's written pretty.
...ita, looking at IMDB, your friend johann IS very very pretty...but it looks like his next few projects are porn??
It's a really good book (which I don't yet own--I'm bad). Well laid out and everything. They put much more in than we were expecting, all the way up to brown belt.
So, basically, all the stuff in there is the stuff I've passed tests on, and the stuff I teach. Which feels kinda weird. It's kind of a big book.
here I was thinking they were mine!
It's a zeitgeisty thing. Neither of us could have done it on our own.
it looks like his next few projects are porn??
If you're looking at Strictly Sexual it's not porn, althoigh it does deal with sex quite candidly. As for Pornstar, well, I got nothing. I hadn't realised he was in 1408. We totally meant to see that as a group, and it would have been a hell of a laugh to be surprised by him.
I thin I may be responsible for Shadow Patriots.
Which is funny, because it's one I haven't read yet. Originally gave it to my mom and it's cycled back into my collection.
It's not fair that I'm starting to get hungry at 10 am. I mean, yes, I got up early. But I also ate a ton of good food this weekend. Sheesh.
And now I've gone and wikifreaked myself out.
Sloth the size of a bull elephant. Armadillo the size of a VW Bug.
Very nearly as frightening as lake whales.
It's 9:30 am and I'm on my third conference call of the day. What is wrong with this picture?
It's 9:30 am and I'm on my third conference call of the day. What is wrong with this picture?
That I am in Michigan, not there distracting you.
Ugh, going in to work this morning is gonna blow.
Did I mention that I threw up on Saturday? Like, until there was nothing left in my stomach but intenstines?
And two people had to come up and clean up?
And the embarassment?
Yeah, I tipped the fuck out of them.
But now my whole body aches.
But hey, I scored a Shaun of the Dead t-shirt.
I did not see Colin.