"Law & Order: Crinoline Tent?"
Policing the fashion world. The literal Fashion Police.
Buffy ,'Help'
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.
"Law & Order: Crinoline Tent?"
Policing the fashion world. The literal Fashion Police.
In the criminal fashion system, the people are represented by two separate, yet equally important, groups: the police who shirek and throw wave their hands at the crime and the district attorneys who slap the shit out of the offenders. These are their stories.
Hey, am I right in thinking that the writers' strike has been settled?
Maybe--check the last few posts in Minearverse for details.
in college, Noah Baumbach.
And Greg Rucka! (What? He's geek famous!)
JZ asks, "Law & Order: Crinoline Tent?"
Hee!
BILLYTEA! I think so.
In elementary school, I carpooled with a current state representative, a writer on King of the Hill, and a couple other guys who have more impressive CVs than I do. I also went to elementary school, middle school, and high school with this guy [link] but despite him being absurdly talented, he's not exactly a household name. (The last time I saw him was the '92 caucus. We were sitting with our elementary teacher and discussing our general feelings regarding a lack of direction, or something.)
I don't think anyone I've ever been friends with has become famous, though my upstairs neighbors in Downtown Olympia did (as Sleater Kinney). Friends in common, but I didn't know them. Same deal with her. [link]
Then again, my high school friends were the IB crowd, and my college friends were the gamer/computer geek crowd, not exactly the areas where people become household or even cult names.
Maybe--check the last few posts in Minearverse for details.
Ah! Thanks. That's good news.
In Japan, town of Obama, manufacturers of Hillary choose sides: [link]
Tommyrot, if you woke up this morning feeling tired, you were helping me move heavy furniture in my random dream last night. Er... thanks for the help?
Must watch a double bill of JAWS and ALL THAT JAZZ in honor of Mr. Scheider.
Also, GRONK! Massive, massive reams of gronk. Not caffeine enough in the world.
"Luckily" there was a sub-zero gale going on during the commute so that brisked me up just a little (after it kept me up all night with the howling and the porch/house creaking).