Hey, preaching to the choir. I thought our Lady of the Perpetual Sea Breeze was the real deal until the Divine Miss J walked right through that door and right into my ass—which is where my heart is…physiologically. I could show you an x-ray.

Lorne ,'Time Bomb'


Natter 59: Dominate Your Face!  

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.


Hil R. - Jun 06, 2008 7:44:20 pm PDT #1708 of 10003
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Huh. Two people climbed the NY Times building today. One was Alain Robert, that French guy who keeps climbing tall buildings. He said he did it to bring attention to global warming. The other was a guy from Brooklyn that doesn't have a history of climbing buildings and said he did it to bring attention to malaria. (edit: OK, he says he's climbed the Hearst Tower, but no one's ever seen him doing it before.)

(Actually, my first reaction to that building was, "I bet I could climb that." It's just so clearly climbable.)


Consuela - Jun 06, 2008 9:33:02 pm PDT #1709 of 10003
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

was it you that had the link to that site where you register to not get paper catalogs? I lost that URL in the crashes of ought eight.

I believe it's called Catalog Choice, ita. They've become a sponsor of my local NPR station.

Yay climbing! I climbed tonight, although not a NY Times building, just walls. And then I had an excellent beer and an excellent steak salad. Nom nom nom.


Kat - Jun 07, 2008 2:59:30 am PDT #1710 of 10003
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

tiggy: cell services [link]

ita, catalog choice (as suela notes) [link]


brenda m - Jun 07, 2008 3:28:30 am PDT #1711 of 10003
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

ita, catalog choice (as suela notes) [link]

I've done that. And what's the one where you sign up to not get all those credit card offers? It's so nice to stop having that shit arrive every day. Now if I could only get my actual credit cards to stop sending me those freaking checks every two weeks.


sumi - Jun 07, 2008 4:28:45 am PDT #1712 of 10003
Art Crawl!!!

Man, it's hot already. And humid. Yesterday we had crazy winds and today there is barely a breeze.

And Casino Drive has been scratched from the Belmont - very disappointing.


Jesse - Jun 07, 2008 5:00:18 am PDT #1713 of 10003
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Here's another company that says they stop junk mail: [link]

I am so fucking tired, I don't even know. I slept later this morning than the last couple (7:30!), but I didn't go to bed until nearly 1 after the Yankees game (kind of a boring game, and they lost). I stayed in bed a while longer, but it didn't really help. At least I had iced coffee in the fridge already, but still.


tommyrot - Jun 07, 2008 5:22:27 am PDT #1714 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Harajuku Fashion

I've seen pictures of stuff like this before, but these are amazing....


Sheryl - Jun 07, 2008 5:50:13 am PDT #1715 of 10003
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"

Timelies all!

Open sing this afternoon. it's hot here.


msbelle - Jun 07, 2008 5:55:30 am PDT #1716 of 10003
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

morning - mac and I were up til midnight playing Pokemon. I was very afraid when he was up at 6:10, but he laid down with me and stayed asleep until 8. I have been in bed since, not fully asleep, but restful Doing a world of good.

At some point there will be fast food for lunch and toy shopping for mac's friend's birthday.


Torque - Jun 07, 2008 5:56:36 am PDT #1717 of 10003
Bad Wolf

Hey Sheryl,

It's rainy here, kind of still want to go to the farmers market though. Afraid that I'll get paged if I go.