DJ, you are not. right.
Pretty cool except for the part where I was really terrified and now my knees are all dizzy.
Willow ,'Never Leave Me'
Natter 55: It's the 55th Natter
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.
Vortex - Nov 27, 2007 1:06:36 pm PST #4109 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Stephanie - Nov 27, 2007 1:08:10 pm PST #4110 of 10001
Trust my rage
I weep for this generation. I just spent 2 minutes explaining that "Washington" is the city and "DC" is the state, for the purpose of ordering a pair of shoes. *sigh*
And I thought "Puerto Rico *is* part of the United States" was pretty bad.
Daisy Jane - Nov 27, 2007 1:14:13 pm PST #4111 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
But I have now shared and feel better now that it doesn't solely live in my brain.
lori - Nov 27, 2007 1:15:31 pm PST #4112 of 10001
Aims - Nov 27, 2007 1:16:01 pm PST #4113 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
If you are a Star Trek fan, you will probaly like this.
If you aren't, it'll get the video DJ linked to out of your brain.
Aims - Nov 27, 2007 1:17:02 pm PST #4114 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Gracie is just so beautiful. I love the "es muy perfecto" picture.
§ ita § - Nov 27, 2007 1:22:34 pm PST #4115 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Those fights are hilarious.
Susan W. - Nov 27, 2007 1:29:31 pm PST #4116 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Pretty Gracie!
Jesse - Nov 27, 2007 1:30:52 pm PST #4117 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
That's the best Gracie picture ever!
I did make chili, and it was delicious, although it will be better tomorrow. And possibly tomorrow I'll have Fritos with it. Yay chili!
Jessica - Nov 27, 2007 1:32:08 pm PST #4118 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Oh, pretty pretty Gracie!
My mother and I made a joint decision this year to skip the mashed potatoes - between two kinds of stuffing, the butternut squash, and all the pies, we came to the conclusion that there was more than enough starch on the table and that nobody would miss them. And you know, nobody did, until we mentioned we'd left them out deliberately, and then all of a sudden they were everyone's* favorite food. Hmph.
*Except, of course, for my father who shuns all carbs according to a set of rules he calls the "no funnel cakes" diet.
I've finally finished uploading all the Thanksgiving pics and am amazed to find that there is not one picture of Dylan enjoying his Thanksgiving sweet potatoes! In retrospect, I probably told my sister (who took most of those) to keep the camera away while he was eating, but still, you'd think one out of the 130+ pictures we took of him in the past week would have yielded one of him wearing his "baby's first Thanksgiving" bib. I hereby turn in my geek parenting card.