Played with Kaylee. Sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. I ate the bits, the bits stayed down, and I work. I function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away. The sun goes dark and chaos has come again. Bits. Fluids. What am I?!

River ,'War Stories'


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.


Sue - Feb 25, 2009 4:18:14 pm PST #8309 of 30000
hip deep in pie

I have Bar Cancer.

In what part of the body is the bar located?

Feel better msbelle.

I trying to find all the medical receipts to see if I am able to deduct them on my taxes. It is not going well at all! I have paper crap everywhere.


flea - Feb 25, 2009 4:20:39 pm PST #8310 of 30000
information libertarian

My grandfather is so hip he's had both replaced. When I was living with him he drove a Porsche with the license plate HUBRIS. At my step-grandmother's memorial service, their coke dealer chatted me up. They kept it in the freezer, wrapped in tin foil; it kept better that way.

He's kind of an asshole, actually. But still my grandfather.


Dana - Feb 25, 2009 4:21:10 pm PST #8311 of 30000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

My grandparents had Prodigy.


Laga - Feb 25, 2009 4:22:19 pm PST #8312 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

I'm remembering how my Dad's prescription snorkel mask arrived the day he was supposed to leave to spend the weekend at a downtown hotel to take the stress of the commute out of the overall stress of taking the CPA exam. A lot of the other hotel guests were also CPA candidates. What must the rest of them have thought, when a large old man entered the pool in a snorkel mask? Of course he had to try it out... it was brand new!


tommyrot - Feb 25, 2009 4:22:29 pm PST #8313 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.

Check this out: Tacky Weddings

It's been described by Neatorama:

Some of you might be familiar with Cake Wrecks, a site that mocks botched baked goods. This site is sort of like Cake Wrecks for weddings. If you think the camo tuxes are something, wait til you see the Hello Kitty dress and the gal who chose hot pants and bustiers for herself and her bridesmaids. To each his (or her) own, I guess!

Note to self: Make sure my wedding does not combine jokey candles that you can't blow out and people covering the bride and groom with Silly String.

Also, I thought the goth weddings were kinda cool, but the Camouflage Weddings are all WTF. The blog poses the following question for our times:

Does there really need to be a severed deer foot cake knife holder?


Sue - Feb 25, 2009 4:22:37 pm PST #8314 of 30000
hip deep in pie

My grandfather was a telegraph operator.


Cass - Feb 25, 2009 4:22:51 pm PST #8315 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

My uncle has my old AOL email address. Whenever my dad sends things to both of us, it's disconcerting to see it.


P.M. Marc - Feb 25, 2009 7:05:00 pm PST #8316 of 30000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

My grandparents never had computers, and for most of them, electricity was a new-fangled luxury.

I spent a lot of time on the Internets in the mid-90s. On, you know, boards. That I could telnet to. When I ran out of single line ones to dial up for the night.


§ ita § - Feb 25, 2009 7:21:25 pm PST #8317 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I was all over everything in the late 90s. Compuserve, AOL, Delphi, and various FIDONet boards. Just in case, you know.


beth b - Feb 25, 2009 8:22:06 pm PST #8318 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

There was more then one camouflage wedding?

compuserve. something else at the library -- all text. How I loved netscape when I first saw it....