Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.

'Underneath'


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.


§ ita § - May 23, 2008 4:41:07 pm PDT #8777 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I went with the popcorn. My body went with the migraine. Phbbbpptt.


sarameg - May 23, 2008 4:46:04 pm PDT #8778 of 10001

My dad's first accident, a car made a sudden right turn in front of him. He flew 6 ft, landed on his head (seriously, the foam was compressed to under half and inch), skidded another few feet on his face. Broke his hand (only one bone, amazingly) and required multiple plastic surgeries.

Another, he got rear ended and planted his ass through the car's windshield. He was lucky that time: his worst injury was wipershaped bruises. The bike went under the car and looked like spaghetti, though.


Kat - May 23, 2008 4:49:38 pm PDT #8779 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

I totally want a Vespa but GF says absolutely not.

HA! I wouldn't consider it if my new commute were not changing to one mile each way. It'll be primary grocery store, yoga vehicle. Etc.

The problem for me with Vespas is that the seat height is too high. This one is the one I will probably get the Yamaha Vino Classic.


Hil R. - May 23, 2008 4:50:56 pm PDT #8780 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

I had a bicycle accident once that left me with two skinned knees, totally scratched-up arms, eighteen stitches in my face, and a cracked helmet. I don't even ride down the block without a helmet anymore.


Tamara - May 23, 2008 4:53:50 pm PDT #8781 of 10001
You know, we could experiment and cancel football.

What kind of wine goes with an Artichoke/Chicken Pizza?

Pinot gris?


Torque - May 23, 2008 5:02:39 pm PDT #8782 of 10001
Bad Wolf

I've got a bottle of Pinot Grigio...


aurelia - May 23, 2008 5:04:12 pm PDT #8783 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

My grocery store Rickrolled me while I was shopping.

LOVE the Tracy Letts thing!

I thought you would. I half expected to see my car in the background of some of those shots.


Tamara - May 23, 2008 5:13:24 pm PDT #8784 of 10001
You know, we could experiment and cancel football.

VictorC, isn't it the same thing?


Ginger - May 23, 2008 5:15:33 pm PDT #8785 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

What kind of wine goes with an Artichoke/Chicken Pizza?

Beer.


brenda m - May 23, 2008 5:18:20 pm PDT #8786 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

I totally think everyone should have a scooter... I'm saving up for one next year.

Somebody want to buy mine? It's adorable and fun and beautiful and...it's made me realize, I don't actually go anywhere. I do all my errands on my way home from work, and if I'm going somewhere later, I'm probably drinking. It's so fast and so much fun and so convenient and I totally recommend them for someone who is not me. But me personally, I don't get so much use out of it.