I am watching Torchwood while the DH is out of town, and I have to say it is the PERFECT bachelorette entertainment. John Barrowman reminds me of the young Mark Harmon, with that killer combo of perfect looks and roguish charm. And I love whoever plays Gwen--odd teath and huge eyes and amazing cheekbones and all that on top of being a damn good actress. Yum.
He doesn't travel well. He's like fine shrimp.
Anya ,'Touched'
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Scrappy - Sep 24, 2007 8:12:20 pm PDT #6833 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
billytea - Sep 24, 2007 8:18:19 pm PDT #6834 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.
And I love whoever plays Gwen--odd teath and huge eyes and amazing cheekbones and all that on top of being a damn good actress. Yum.
I've been rewatching the Christopher Eccleston Dr Who, and she appeared in the third episode. It's fun watching these with Wallybee, she's not so jaded/demanding about special effects and such things, so she's easily impressed and/or freaked. I'm looking forward to Dalek (and also the first appearance of Captain Jack, which aside from being the first appearance of Captain Jack, is also a damn fine horror story.)
Trudy Booth - Sep 24, 2007 8:19:37 pm PDT #6835 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Not to mention the first appearance of Captain Jack.
Scrappy - Sep 24, 2007 8:29:47 pm PDT #6836 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Oh my goodness, Captain Jack is awfully fun to hang out with.
billytea - Sep 24, 2007 8:41:46 pm PDT #6837 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.
Not to mention the first appearance of Captain Jack.
Well, now that you mention it...
Laga - Sep 24, 2007 8:47:22 pm PDT #6838 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
I had no idea Christopher Eccleston was going to be on Heroes. I watched a whole episode thinking, "I know that voice but he just doesn't look familiar at all." Then I caught his name in the credits of the next episode and finally put 2&2 together when I heard him speak again.
WindSparrow - Sep 24, 2007 8:48:22 pm PDT #6839 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Did someone mention Captain Jack? Mmmm. Happy thoughts for going to bed.
omnis_audis - Sep 24, 2007 9:30:07 pm PDT #6840 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
ok, setting up DVR for the new season. Seems I got NOTHING on Fridays (gave up on Numb3rs). And Saturday is empty until BSG starts up again. And Sunday is empty. Am I forgetting something?
O yes, and I am fully aware how couch-potato(e)y/lazy ass MoFo that sounds.
omnis_audis - Sep 24, 2007 11:24:24 pm PDT #6841 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
woot! I think I just convinced my Uncle to come down to see the new play. I'm determined to get him hooked on Firefly. Tho I am a bit concerned about the pilot, and the battle scene (Vietnam Vet with history of PTSD). Might skip that one. Oooo it looks like Avenue Q is in LA. Maybe take him to that one too.
Fay - Sep 25, 2007 12:39:09 am PDT #6842 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Ahh, Captain Jack.
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...er, yeah, there were other things I meant to say.
thinks
(I like Gwen too, incidentally, and agree that she's v. pretty.)
And that makes *me* think of a really poorly aimed whip/flogger.
Aw. You know you've been in Bitches for a while when you can remember back when Teppy really was vanilla. I mean, VERY vanilla! French vanilla, even - we had whole conversations about the sheer lack of kink.
(And when Aimee was the Fair Fiancee, and when Billytea lived in the US and was married to somebody else, and when JZ and Hec were a seekrit, and Pete was an unknown quantity, and Bitches used to randomly segue into bits of NC17 RPS starring Spike.)
Today I (with colleagues & parent volunteers) took 40 6-year-olds to Crocodile World, where we walked over a huge pool containing at least 10,000 crocodiles (according to the publicity materials, which I tend to believe, because - fuck, that was A LOT of crocodiles. It was like being in Jurassic Park) and also observed assorted sad zoo animals in quite small living quarters, and I am happy to report that nobody was eaten or lost. Go Team Us!
(the kids were all primed to be observing whether the animals had enough water/food/space/shelter etc, and we will be continuing on to designing our own better zoo/farm complexes in later lessons. I flat out refused to take them to the shows, which makes me The Mean Lady, maybe, but - I've been to see this kind of thing already in Thailand, and I do not feel confident that it is in the best interests of the animals to encourage elephant shows or crocodile shows which are run with an oldskool Circus sensibility.)
ion, I am KNACKERED to death. Last night I got home late after watching La Traviata, which was really quite good (but did my head in in terms of gender politics far more than Moulin Rouge, oddly enough) and then this morning it was up and off to Crocodile World. And then a staff meeting. And now I should be tutoring, but I phoned in to cancel because I. Am. Knackered.
Am getting a taxi home and ordering takeout. Yes I am. And reading my new Ellen Kushner book.
Love y'all.
(VW, I second the wouldn't-hurt-to-politely-email-the-librarian people, incidentally.)