I like the way the walls go out. Gives you an open feeling. Firefly is a good design. People don't appreciate the substance of things. Objects in space. People miss out on what's solid.

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.


Sparky1 - May 27, 2008 12:40:36 pm PDT #9216 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

Paul and I were Lee's entourage at Sparky's wedding.

That worked out very well, in my opinion.

And the "band" from the night before the wedding is growing up: [link] (same link posted earlier in Bitches)


Lee - May 27, 2008 12:41:32 pm PDT #9217 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

That worked out very well, in my opinion.

I thought so too.


tommyrot - May 27, 2008 12:45:01 pm PDT #9218 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.

Mashed Frontier Airline safety rules


P.M. Marc - May 27, 2008 12:48:03 pm PDT #9219 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

And the "band" from the night before the wedding is growing up: [link] (same link posted earlier in Bitches)

Unpossible! They're wee little babies still! Drat it!


§ ita § - May 27, 2008 12:49:24 pm PDT #9220 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

The correct answer to the "what to drink?" question turns out not to have been Odwalla Pomagrand, at least not at 100%. And at $4.25/bottle? Puh-lease. Still, diluted, might last me a good long while.


Sparky1 - May 27, 2008 12:51:54 pm PDT #9221 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

Unpossible! They're wee little babies still! Drat it!

Ha! Look who's talking! If I recall correctly you have a baby at home who is constantly surprising us with her growth!


Vortex - May 27, 2008 12:54:37 pm PDT #9222 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Nicole pointed out the idea of an I.C.E. contact in Bitches--In Case of Emergency. Apparently it's well-spread in Britain.

part of the problem is that english people don't really have any ID. A driver's licence is a piece of paper, it doesn't have a photo. Some people have work ID, but it can be a problem when the only info besides the company name is "if found, please mail to Box 111"


erikaj - May 27, 2008 1:11:24 pm PDT #9223 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

The doctor page forgot one:(Or maybe they just like it in Bodymore, Murderland) ADASTW (Arrived Dead and Stayed That Way)


Theodosia - May 27, 2008 1:13:40 pm PDT #9224 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

Whee! Another thunderstorm!

Even though it made my porchmenders go home early, I don't care. This one is bringing the cool air with it, too.


Trudy Booth - May 27, 2008 1:26:11 pm PDT #9225 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

When my Sister got married she made a "cousins don't get dates" rule on the logic that a) the family is huge; b) about ten of them are old enough to be dating; c) they'd all have plenty of people to hang out with in their dateless state.

One of the cousins had a Boyfriend of several years, but she's a good egg and understood as this is fairly common enormous family logic.

Another cousin, however, simply showed up with his Girlfriend of about three months. (This was particularly egregious since his Mother is little Miss Propriety entirely too often). Part way through the ceremony I look out into the congregation and see my poor Girl Cousin staring daggers at Boy Cousin and fighting back tears.

I grabbed Girl Cousin as soon as possible (man I love that kid) and assured her it was a crashing situation. The whole thing was awful. (Oh, and the uninvited Girlfriend was dressed in something rather... short and tight)

Fast-forward a year and Boy Cousin and Girlfriend get engaged. We're having lots of fun deciding how many dates we'll each bring to the wedding and what the hell we're going to wear. Like, texts flying within minutes of the engagement. Good times, good times...