Can't drink, smoke, diddle my willy. Doesn't leave much to do other than watch you blokes stumble around playing Agatha Christie.

Spike ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'


Natter 62: The 62nd Natter  

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.


shrift - Jan 06, 2009 11:35:59 am PST #9614 of 10002
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

Did you get an iphone?

Android: [link]


quester - Jan 06, 2009 11:36:45 am PST #9615 of 10002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

I'm waiting for someone to come and buy my futon. It's the one I sleep on. I am also waiting for someone to call about the futon couch. I may wind up with nothing to sleep on tonight if I can't get this out of the way and get to Target for an air mattress.


tommyrot - Jan 06, 2009 11:55:33 am PST #9616 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

That Explains So Much:

On June 18, 1912, Congress passed a law entitled,

An Act to provide for the support and maintenance of bastards in the District of Columbia.


Lee - Jan 06, 2009 12:01:04 pm PST #9617 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Android: [link]

SHINY!


Sheryl - Jan 06, 2009 1:34:00 pm PST #9618 of 10002
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"

Timelies all!

It's cold and wet here, though not icy...yet. Tomorrow's commute is gonna be fun.


sarameg - Jan 06, 2009 1:40:10 pm PST #9619 of 10002

There's ice here. I can hear it on the trees. This means I probably have to scrape my car in the morning. Love.

Have hot soup. Mmm.

One of the maintenance guys offered to repair my damaged wall under the table. Sure! He asked how my cats were. Apparently, Loki was Very Friendly and Helpful when he was painting over the water damage.


quester - Jan 06, 2009 1:48:24 pm PST #9620 of 10002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

Dinner was Quinoa pasta with artichoke hearts, olive oil, roasted garlic and a little parmesean cheese. nom nom!

One futon sold, still waiting to hear about the other. I'm going to attempt to sleep on the 5" of memory foam I used to have on top of the futon tonight. If that doesn't work, I will get an air mattress.

I just want this stuff out of here!


§ ita § - Jan 06, 2009 2:05:34 pm PST #9621 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Thanks for that link, Shari. It's kind of depressing, the business end of the whole thing.

Today is Leverage day! V. excited. John Rogers finally mentioned Mission Impossible in reference to the show, but not this ep. He cites Rockford Files as an influence, and I don't know that I get it. I even went back and watched another RF episode from Netflix.


Kathy A - Jan 06, 2009 2:09:50 pm PST #9622 of 10002
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

I want to pick up a new laptop, but I'd rather try it out in the store first before buying it, and every time I see one I like, it sells out before I can get over there! I was in the mood to get it tonight, and even though it was listed as being in stock at the nearest store this afternoon, it's sold out now. People are definitely buying computers right now, regardless of the economy.


Jesse - Jan 06, 2009 2:10:38 pm PST #9623 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I have like a million shows taping tonight, I don't even know what. I think I'm taping Leverage at like 1am.

ION, I had an eventful last few minutes of my trip home: first, I almost got hit by a car. It didn'y touch me, but came damn close. I said JESUS CHRIST apparently pretty loud, because a guy crossing the street ahead of me took off his iPod and asked if I was OK. Which was nice. So that was kind of an adrenaline rush. Then, when I was opening my apartment door, my phone rang with an unfamilar Boston-area number, so I was afraid it was something about my grandmother, but no! It was a childhood friend, now in NYC, who wants to get together to catch up and talk career stuff. Good times!

Then I cooked up some potatoes, onions, and kielbasa, and now I'm trying to catch my breath.