Mal: Cut it out. Job's not done until we're back on Serenity. Zoe: Sorry, sir. Didn't mean to enjoy the moment.

'Ariel'


Natter 60: Gone In 60 Seconds  

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 § - Sep 16, 2008 3:20:56 pm PDT #9017 of 10003
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Does this mean the numerical signifier, or the measure word?

The signifier. You can count to ten numerous ways, depending on the shape of whatever it is.

The mad pianist is on fire again. I appreciate the mastery of the instrument, but damn, is it loud...


Cashmere - Sep 16, 2008 3:23:13 pm PDT #9018 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.

We FINALLY have made it into Indiana. Only took us 3 hours to get arund Chicago. Three hours to go.

Shoot me.


beth b - Sep 16, 2008 3:26:27 pm PDT #9019 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Watch 'n' post traffic. good luck,Cash


Cashmere - Sep 16, 2008 3:29:19 pm PDT #9020 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.

Thanks, beth! The kids are being remarkably good.


Jesse - Sep 16, 2008 3:30:51 pm PDT #9021 of 10003
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

So, I guess my super isn't coming by tonight like I thought... The good news is, that means a shower in the morning for sure.


sarameg - Sep 16, 2008 4:00:17 pm PDT #9022 of 10003

Safe travels, Cash!

I am a dork. Better pictures, too.

Miss Louise and Nakia stopped by for a brief visit.


sarameg - Sep 16, 2008 4:07:44 pm PDT #9023 of 10003

Also? Another toilet drinker.


sarameg - Sep 16, 2008 4:20:35 pm PDT #9024 of 10003

Thing on a stick is a win.

(Sorry, I just haven't had a kitten in 11 years!)


JenP - Sep 16, 2008 4:22:50 pm PDT #9025 of 10003

Have you named kitty yet? Do you have any ideas? He is completely adorable. Wait, is he a he or a she?


flea - Sep 16, 2008 4:27:12 pm PDT #9026 of 10003
information libertarian

Kittens are so fun. Unfortunately my cat is totally boring.

I just called our cell, since mr. flea wasn't picking up the land line, and he answered, "Hello, we're at the circus." WTF? It is 9:20pm on a school night!?! With a 5 and 2 year old?? What fucking circus, anyway? He said he'd explain when I got home. I don't know if this working Tuesday nights thing is going to work out. Some grownup needs to be home in my house, and clearly my husband is not qualified right now.