I also got Cry Baby for Christmas!!
Joe's dad's girlfriend and I share an obscene love for John Waters. She got it for me so she can come over and watch it and have girl night.
She's so awesome.
Buffy ,'Empty Places'
[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.
I also got Cry Baby for Christmas!!
Joe's dad's girlfriend and I share an obscene love for John Waters. She got it for me so she can come over and watch it and have girl night.
She's so awesome.
He reuses gags, episode titles, character angst, and character names.
See also: Actors.
Love CRY BABY.
Please! Mr. Jailer...
Netflix has a video of John Waters giving a talk to college kids...I forget the name, but he was funny.
He reuses gags, episode titles, character angst, and character names.
Yeah, it didn't occur to me until this latest rewatch that Dan's relentless pursuit of Rebecca is just like...Bradley Whitaker's relentless pursuit of Amanda Peet. But the first one came off as amusing and cute, and the second one came off as creepy and annoying.
Or at least Jamie from Mad about You.
In the future when I watch Mad About You I am replacing Jamie with Erika. Whole new show.
Hee...now I'm picturing me and Toby in a coupley show. We fight right-wing crime. But at least I'd never tell him he's "too sad for me," Even though he, like the Munchkin, is a total Eeyore.
And Sam Seaborn's daddy angst is just like Jeremy's daddy angst.
I don't think you can write drama and be male without that. Except for Hawkeye...he had an awesome dad.
Somewhere in this fucking office there is a fucking package of fucking printer ink. In other words, I'm having a Bad Day.
Today the Cntl key stuck on my keyboard. Then I changed keyboards and in the process, fished out and plugged in the printer cord that the dog had unplugged by going under the desk. Now the printer wants ink and I have some. I swear to god. I can only find the black, though. Other bad things happened, which means that I've spend about 30 minutes working and about 6 hours crawling under the desk, swearing, opening drawers and rebooting.
In the process, the dog got a piece of velcro and chewed it up, and it's now all in bits prickly side down on the carpet.
ION, Happy birthday, MM!