Sadly, I had to leave the kitty and go out for breakfast, as I'm very hungry. But now I have nummy coffee, and soon, eggs benedict.
Zoe: She shot you. Mal: Well, yeah, she did a bit... still --
'Serenity'
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.
tommyrot - May 30, 2009 4:19:02 am PDT #22021 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.
sarameg - May 30, 2009 4:20:08 am PDT #22022 of 30000
And they had no questions. I could have slept in. Damnit.
tommyrot - May 30, 2009 4:22:27 am PDT #22023 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.
And they had no questions. I could have slept in. Damnit.
You could have just joined in the call and gone back to sleep. All you need is some computer program that notices any pauses in conversation, assumes they're waiting for a response from you, and plays a recording of you saying, "I agree."
Shir - May 30, 2009 4:31:50 am PDT #22024 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Some Thing Never Change/And They Think I'm a Responsible Adult:
Me (entering the living room, seeing my dad there, posing my hand as a natural attachment to my nose): Seeeeqw!
Dad (confused look):
Me: I'm an elephant!
Dad: You always have been.
Sheryl - May 30, 2009 4:32:51 am PDT #22025 of 30000
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
Just lounging around in my nightshirt...at some point I will shower and dress.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - May 30, 2009 4:34:30 am PDT #22026 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
At what age do they get cereal themselves on Saturday morning?
At the age of four and eight, my sister and I used to knock on my parents' bedroom door at 7am, every Saturday, to ask if we could have a biscuit (i.e. cookie). And then we'd knock again to ask if we could have two.
It only recently occurred to me that my parents could have sat us down one Friday night and said "YOU CAN ALWAYS HAVE TWO BISCUITS"...
Theodosia - May 30, 2009 4:48:01 am PDT #22027 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"
Depending on the child, automatic permission to have two cookies could induce a desire to ask for a third cookie, though.
tommyrot - May 30, 2009 4:54:28 am PDT #22028 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.
Eggs benedict was very nummy. (When I was a kid, I thought Dirk Benedict's nickname should be 'eggs.')
I am still the only customer here. I was just about to write that I needed more coffee, but the waitress just brought me some more. Life is good.
Calli - May 30, 2009 5:06:00 am PDT #22029 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
All you need is some computer program that notices any pauses in conversation, assumes they're waiting for a response from you, and plays a recording of you saying, "I agree."
That could be dangerous in the case of pauses after, "I think sarameg should take on this time-consuming, frustrating new project/clean out the wasp nests under the eves/take an unpaid leave of absence." Or even more problematic, "You all are wankers! Has any company ever had such useless, moronic management?"
Calli - May 30, 2009 5:09:15 am PDT #22030 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Quiche with cheese and artichoke hearts:
I think there's a Buffista working for USAID. At a conference session yesterday, a USAID rep. said, "These figures show that, beyond the participating members, we have a number of non-participating people on the site. We call them "lurkers". And a number of them have sent emails supporting our project." (From my spotty memory, but I think it's pretty close to verbatim.)