No. You're missing the point. The design of the thing is functional. The plan is not to shoot you. The plan is to get the girl. If there's no girl, then the plan, well, is like the room.

Early ,'Objects In Space'


Natter 58: Let's call Venezuela!  

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.


Kat - Apr 25, 2008 9:22:33 am PDT #3547 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Right. That's my issue. Headstands should not be encumbered by a flappy skirt.


§ ita § - Apr 25, 2008 9:26:03 am PDT #3548 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I would love to do krav in one of those skirts, but we have to train in krav-logoed clothing.

I could do kettlebell...I mean, if I could do kettlebell.


Consuela - Apr 25, 2008 9:30:49 am PDT #3549 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

HOMG, Specialty's cookies are 600 calories? t dies

I no longer mourn the fact that when I changed jobs I lost Specialty's. Wow.


tommyrot - Apr 25, 2008 9:37:44 am PDT #3550 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.

I was just attacked by a dog. It was a rather tiny dog, about the size of a small cat. I think it was trying to bite me but I'm not sure - if it was, it never managed to penetrate my jeans. Anyway, it just kept walking behind me, yapping and nipping at my ankles... so damn cute.


Frankenbuddha - Apr 25, 2008 9:40:48 am PDT #3551 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Tommyrot = Sylvester the cat


Steph L. - Apr 25, 2008 9:42:12 am PDT #3552 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

In the course of editing, I ran across this author name (last name): Blobstein.

Which, naturally, led us into a whole Bob Loblaw/Arrested Development riff.


Steph L. - Apr 25, 2008 9:45:37 am PDT #3553 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I think it was trying to bite me but I'm not sure - if it was, it never managed to penetrate my jeans. Anyway, it just kept walking behind me, yapping and nipping at my ankles... so damn cute.

While passing out front-porch light bulbs in the more crime-ridden areas of my 'hood, we happened upon one house with a big BEWARE OF DOG sign. These were common, and usually accompanied by a Pit Bull or Rottie.

As we walked towards the house, the owner was outside, and waved for us to come up the driveway. I did so with some trepidation, and then the dog came charging down the driveway, barking furiously at us.

A Pomeranian named "Speedy."

Cutest thing EVAR. "I'm fierce! I am! Damn it! Cower before me!" As soon as I leaned down to give it my hand to sniff, it stopped barking, dropped to the ground, and rolled onto its back in the patented rub-my-belly move.

Fierce. Uh huh.


Matt the Bruins fan - Apr 25, 2008 9:48:36 am PDT #3554 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

I thought of him, but I thought it was a stretch to label what he does comedy. Absurd? Yes. Funny? Occasionally but more often bleak as hell.

Yeah, having gone to a grueling performance of Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf last fall Albee wouldn't be the first name I'd think of in the context of comedy.


tommyrot - Apr 25, 2008 9:50:24 am PDT #3555 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.

As soon as I leaned down to give it my hand to sniff, it stopped barking, dropped to the ground, and rolled onto its back in the patented rub-my-belly move.

Ooh, I should have tried that! I could have gotten in some quality puppy-belly-rubbing time....


Frankenbuddha - Apr 25, 2008 9:51:29 am PDT #3556 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Blobstein

This sounds like something that should be "Coming soon, on Sci-Fi"

a grueling performance of Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf

Grueling as in badly done, or as in emotionally draining?