Dude, I can *totally* write. I just can't sell anything.
Though it's really hard to force myself to write when I don't have a deadline. Or a paycheck.
Spike: Taking up smoking, are you? Harmony: I am a villain, Spike. Hello!
Spike/Harm ,'Help'
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.
Kristen - Dec 26, 2007 6:24:40 pm PST #9278 of 10001
Trudy Booth - Dec 26, 2007 6:37:31 pm PST #9279 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
I've carried around St. Christopher medals. I figure he's not a real saint and I'm not a real Catholic so it all works out.
tommyrot - Dec 26, 2007 6:39:08 pm PST #9280 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Worst Christmas evah?
Iowa man spends Christmas Eve stuck upside-down in opening of septic tank
DES MOINES, Iowa - It was a stinky holiday for Robert Schoff.
The 77-year-old man spent part of Christmas Eve stuck upside down in the opening of his septic tank, with his head inside and his feet kicking in the air above.
"It wasn't good, I'll tell you what," Schoff said Tuesday. "It was the worst Christmas Eve I've ever had."
Schoff reached into the tank Monday in an effort to find a clog, but he lost his balance and got wedged into the opening.
The 5-foot-5, 135-pound Schoff hollered and screamed for help, but it was an hour before his wife, Toni, walked by a window and saw his feet in the air.
Connie Neil - Dec 26, 2007 6:42:10 pm PST #9281 of 10001
brillig
St. Sithney is the patron of mad dogs because he said he'd rather deal with mad dogs than the young women that God proposed Sithney be patron of.
tommyrot - Dec 26, 2007 6:43:12 pm PST #9282 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Dunno what this picture is... bubble-girl takes bubble-dog for walkies? Equipment for walking the dog in the post-nuclear holocaust?
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§ ita § - Dec 26, 2007 6:44:47 pm PST #9283 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
CSI Vatican division
I like it. It smells of Miracles.
I think I just finished up Full Metal Alchemist. Twitchy and unsleepy. Twitchy and unsleepy. My poor sister has conked out. She comes here to take care of me and falls victim to the lergies.
DavidS - Dec 26, 2007 8:15:03 pm PST #9284 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Worst Christmas evah?
I'm going to have to vote for the guy eaten by a tiger at the SF Zoo.
§ ita § - Dec 26, 2007 8:22:52 pm PST #9285 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
SoCal sucks at their tigers.
DavidS - Dec 26, 2007 8:25:43 pm PST #9286 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
SoCal sucks at their tigers.
Because nobody gets eaten down there?
Alibelle - Dec 26, 2007 8:37:47 pm PST #9287 of 10001
Apart from sports, "my secret favorite thing on earth is ketchup. I will put ketchup on anything. But it has to be Heinz." - my husband, Michael Vartan
Because nobody gets eaten down there?
Precisely.
Happy Birthday, Jesse and Theo!
I am supposed to pick someone up from LAX. The only problem is I don't know what time her flight gets in. She was supposed to email me that information, but I never got it. I emailed her yesterday evening, but she must not have received that in time. I've also sent her a text message to call me the second her flight lands, and I keep checking her phone every half hour to see if it's turned on yet. So far, it's not. From what I remember when she asked me to get her, she was guessing her plane got in around 6:30, but she wasn't really sure, and that's why she was going to email me the time. The flight is coming from Eastern Europe, so clearly once she got in the air, she was going to stay that way for most of the day, and thus incommunicado, but that still leaves me wondering when, exactly, I'm supposed to go make the 45 minute drive to the airport. Although, on the bright side, the later this flight is, the less likely I am to face intense traffic.