On my seventh birthday, I wanted a toy fire truck, and I didn't get it, and you were real nice about it, and then the house next door burnt down, and then real firetrucks came, and for years I thought you set the fire for me. And if you did, you can tell me!

Xander ,'Same Time, Same Place'


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.


Gudanov - May 10, 2009 5:21:17 pm PDT #18936 of 30000
Coding and Sleeping

I made a chocolate layer cake for my wife and it didn't cool off to frost in time for the kids to have some. We told them that they could have a little bit at breakfast tomorrow. Is it bad I have the urge to deny them cake in the morning and tell them that the cake is a lie?


Theodosia - May 10, 2009 5:23:34 pm PDT #18937 of 30000
'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"

There's a refrigerated vending machine at the school that has what alleges to be cheeseburgers.

I suppose you're supposed to heat them up in the microwave.

I wonder if they've EVER sold any.


Theodosia - May 10, 2009 5:24:21 pm PDT #18938 of 30000
'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"

Is it bad I have the urge to deny them cake in the morning and tell them that the cake is a lie?

Just remember, it's less than a month to Father's Day now. But let your conscience be your guide....


sarameg - May 10, 2009 5:25:39 pm PDT #18939 of 30000

I read both of those courtesy of the library book sales. I can still recall the smell. Who was the diamond snood? That had to be Belden.

I remember a pacific island Cherry Ames clearly. I wouldn't be surprised if there was a lot of racism in it, were I to reread it now. But it did give me an impression of how brutal the pacific campaign was. And that was kid lit. OH, that reminds me, I read a Nevil Shute some time back (Requiem for a Sparrow?) and it was a plot revolving around what we now call PTSD. But it was never given a name. It was heartbreaking.


§ ita § - May 10, 2009 5:26:04 pm PDT #18940 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Is this still related to the burger discussion?

Well, the French swear by them.

Part of my brain thinks they're too athletic to make good meat, but I adore goat, so that's hypocritical.


sarameg - May 10, 2009 5:29:22 pm PDT #18941 of 30000

I wonder if they've EVER sold any.

When my SIL went into labor with their eldest, we found ourselves on base in the Ft. Hood hospital in the wee hours. Caf was long since closed. There are these machines that vend and microwave/heat your selection and then deliver it to you. I think we ate grilled ham and cheese, fried chicken sandwiches and nuggets. There was even fish fillets, but that scared us.

It was 1 am and if we left base, we couldn't get back on. They weren't too bad.


bon bon - May 10, 2009 5:33:14 pm PDT #18942 of 30000
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Her brother drove a jalopy! (Hee -- jalopy. I still only think of that one car, because it was where I learned the word.)

This is me!


Jesse - May 10, 2009 5:59:04 pm PDT #18943 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I still have to remind myself it's not JAL-uppy.


§ ita § - May 10, 2009 6:01:05 pm PDT #18944 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

jalopy:Trixie Belden:Jesse & bon
maim:Nancy Drew:ita

Not that Ned got maimed in The Star Sapphire (now that *was* a racist book), but Nancy sure worried he had.


DavidS - May 10, 2009 6:17:03 pm PDT #18945 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

No lumps, ita, but it was the back of his head. I don't know if that makes a difference.

It's much more dangerous to be whacked in the back of the head. That's where the autonomic functions (breathing etc.) are controlled.