Moonlight didn't seem all that bad. Derivative, sure. But full of pretty people and not specially awful.
Xander: Look who's got a bad case of Dark Prince envy. Dracula: Leave us. Xander: No, we're not going to "Leabbb you." And where'd you get that accent, Sesame Street? "One, Two, Three - three victims! Maw ha ha!"
'Lessons'
Natter 54: Right here, dammit.
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.
Cashmere - Sep 28, 2007 4:59:42 pm PDT #3866 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
DavidS - Sep 28, 2007 5:01:03 pm PDT #3867 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
The Mets are down 7-4 in the 6th. The Mets are well on their way to the second worst collapse in baseball history.
Aye, caramba. And the Phils are winning. Susan's M's are on that collapse list - I remember when the A's caught them. Lordy that was exciting.
sarameg - Sep 28, 2007 5:01:25 pm PDT #3868 of 10001
Well. I got some sad news. My neighbor, Dr. Christine Johnson, passed away Tuesday night. I had seen her family moving stuff out over the past month, but just figured she was moving, and would stop by before she left for good. I told her son earlier to pass on my good wishes to her. He didn't mention she was in the hospital. Cancer killed her.
She was the one who drove me to the rental place on a Saturday when I thought I'd blown my clutch this winter. The passenger seatbelt didn't work because her niece had fed it a quarter. She invited me to her church. I gave her some good chocolate in thanks and she told me I shouldn't have. Before that, one day I ran into her in the parking lot after a particularly shitty day and mentioned I was glad the day was over. 15 minutes later, she was at my door with a plate of food.
She was a recently retired high school principal, still actively involved in education. I enjoyed talking to her, wish I knew her better. She was a good person and a great neighbor. I wish only I'd had another chance to tell her that.
Kat - Sep 28, 2007 5:02:44 pm PDT #3869 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Grey's felt like it was written in a foreign language. I didn't get anyone's emotions at all.
WORD. And damn. I utterly and totally miss Burke. There were also too many new people that seemed to serve no purpose.
beth b - Sep 28, 2007 5:05:08 pm PDT #3870 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
I am sorry sarameg
Jesse - Sep 28, 2007 5:06:59 pm PDT #3871 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I'm sorry, sara. If it's any consolation, I'm sure she knew how you felt.
Kat - Sep 28, 2007 5:08:24 pm PDT #3872 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
oh, sara, how sad. I'm sorry.
sarameg - Sep 28, 2007 5:10:47 pm PDT #3873 of 10001
Thanks, but don't feel bad for me, I barely knew her, but am glad I did. Send anything you got to her family.
It doesn't seem real. I've done this before. I still don't irrationally believe Lorraine is dead, but she died when I was 16. I still expect to see her. I wouldn't be surprised to see her. Nor Christine. Ridiculously, I need to see the body when it isn't...age or something. I saw 3 of my grandparents. The fourth, I knew it would happen. But all the others? The lizardbrain still thinks they'll appear.
BigDuluth - Sep 28, 2007 5:12:07 pm PDT #3874 of 10001
"I am the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world"
She was a good person and a great neighbor. I wish only I'd had another chance to tell her that
I don't think most people tell the important people in their lives that kind of stuff.
I'm off to No Shame Theater, performing an old piece about sex and pasta
sarameg - Sep 28, 2007 5:17:06 pm PDT #3875 of 10001
I don't think most people tell the important people in their lives that kind of stuff.
I once had a dorm-mate stop me and tell me how much she appreciated who I was. It could've been weird or something, but it was totally platonic and ...well, it was college. It made a big impression, though. And yet? Still don't do it enough. I try, though.
When my grandfather died, I couldn't remember if I'd told him g'night & I love you that night (we were visiting. I saw him carried out, blue, the next morning) and that lives with me to this day. I get kinda freaked if I don't remember if I've told loved ones I love 'em when I sign off.