You're wrong about River. River's not on the ship. They didn't want her here, but she couldn't make herself leave. So she melted... Melted away. They didn't know she could do that, but she did.

River ,'Objects In Space'


Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam  

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.


Scrappy - Mar 17, 2009 9:46:32 am PDT #11150 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

I have a busy week or so coming up--a business trip to Minneapolis all next week (which is full of what promises to be kinda stressful meetings), then I get back Friday night. Early Saturday morning, we drive up north to take care of my MiL, who is having surgery next week. The DH stays there, but I get on the train late Sunday to be at work Monday morning. Not terrible, but tiring nonetheless.

However, once I get through that I just found out that I get to go with DH to a schmancy Audi weekend event, being held at this place nest weekend: [link] I am really excited! This is the fanciest hotel I will have ever stayed at--so gorgeous. And they pay for dinner on a boat one night and for a bike trip around Santa Barbara, which sounds really fun.


Trudy Booth - Mar 17, 2009 9:47:23 am PDT #11151 of 30000
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

Do most people wear helmets while skiing, though? Or beginners, anyway?

Not in my experience -- though I've never been a huge skier.


Connie Neil - Mar 17, 2009 9:48:16 am PDT #11152 of 30000
brillig

Every year here in Utah we have a few people who die on the ski runs from running into trees or whatnot. Trees don't yield.


tommyrot - Mar 17, 2009 9:55:44 am PDT #11153 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Son of Kerfuffle poll: [link]

xpost with Bitches


Gudanov - Mar 17, 2009 9:53:20 am PDT #11154 of 30000
Coding and Sleeping

The obvious solution to the wooden menace is to have real trees removed from all ski slopes and replaced by breakaway plastic models.


Emily - Mar 17, 2009 9:54:31 am PDT #11155 of 30000
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola

That is weird that she seemed fine afterward.

Actually not strange (or, rather, not unusual). It was a plot point in Busman's Honeymoon, and also what happened to my grandmother.


Gudanov - Mar 17, 2009 10:02:10 am PDT #11156 of 30000
Coding and Sleeping

Speaking of models of natural objects. On the way to work this morning, I was going down a road on the fringe of my neighborhood and saw that some vandals apparently busted apart a model deer that has been in somebody's yard for years. Also it appears someone had played mailbox baseball along the road as well. F**k you fake deer killers!


javachik - Mar 17, 2009 10:09:04 am PDT #11157 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

Well when I said weird, it's specifically in the context of skiing accidents. Most of the fatal (or near fatal) ski accidents I've known about were most definitely of the "take terrible fall/hit tree/don't get up again" variety.


aurelia - Mar 17, 2009 10:11:32 am PDT #11158 of 30000
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Happy Anniversary Laura!

Then I read that kids these days, when they do their "texting", would "text" SciFi as SyFy.

I think the real reason was that SyFy could be copyrighted and SciFi could not.


Emily - Mar 17, 2009 10:26:13 am PDT #11159 of 30000
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola

Well when I said weird, it's specifically in the context of skiing accidents.

Got it. Yeah, I think the get-up-then-lose-consciousness-later ones are usually injuries to the back of the head, which I don't associate with skiing.

On the other hand, I've never been near a ski in my life, so who knows?