Pulp Fuction, Genius. Kill Bills, good! Resevoir Dogs put me to sleep about 4 times. Have yet to see it all the way through.
Mal: Well said. Wasn't that well said, Zoe? Zoe: Had a kind poetry to it, sir.
'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
omnis_audis - Aug 23, 2009 10:32:49 am PDT #20502 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Hil R. - Aug 23, 2009 10:49:47 am PDT #20503 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I just went out for vegan dim sum. I have no idea what most of what I ate was, but it all tasted very good.
Cass - Aug 23, 2009 10:56:19 am PDT #20504 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.
In feline news- does catfood go stale? I bought a big bag a while ago and we're nearing the bottom. She demands to have her bowl filled when it's still half full and then takes one bite and meows at me.
Yep. And higher quality cat food has better/more fat in it (it's awesome for cats) so it totally can go off more significantly.
The expiration dates thing is making me flashback to having some meal at mom's with my then-gf and gf grabbed a bottle of hot sauce. That had an expiration date that was ... past. Like, decades. Clearly mom had just moved with it. She never trusted anything my mom had around after that.
Of course it ran in the family. Her little brother used to write the milk's expiration date on the calendar.
Take away lesson - if mom really loves salsa fresca but says she has some bottled hot sauce if you prefer, check. It's like me offering mustard. I never use it, so if I have any, it's a gamble.
omnis_audis - Aug 23, 2009 11:58:13 am PDT #20505 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Who knew. Apparently changing out wipers doesn't require tools. It was a lot easier than I remember it being on the old van. Maybe it was the height of the van that made it so PITA. Any how. I haz new wipers! As of now, with spritz to wash the windshield, they are streak free! Wheee! Now it needs to rain while I am driving!
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Aug 23, 2009 12:39:45 pm PDT #20506 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Wah. Just said goodbye to all my uni friends. They've been like family for the past year. I'm moving home to do my dissertation. Sad.
Also, this has reminded me I should really make some kind of After Studies type life plan. Hmm.
sj - Aug 23, 2009 2:16:01 pm PDT #20507 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Gronk. I went to a birthday party today for a friends little boy who just turned 1. It was a great party, and then I came home and fell asleep for 3 hours. My sleep schedule is never going to be put right again.
Seska, where is home?
Jessica - Aug 23, 2009 2:39:30 pm PDT #20508 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Is this still the parenting thread? Because tonight we achieved POTTY POOPAGE completely out of the blue! About halfway through bathtime Dylan said "Okay pee in the bath. No poop in the bath." And when I agreed that this was so, he said "Get out of the bath, sit on the potty, get back into the bath?" Which is something I've been casually suggesting for months, but never actually expected him to go for! And yet...he did! And there were (ahem) results!
I don't expect this to be repeated any time soon, but still - WAY COOL. So proud of my little guy.
WindSparrow - Aug 23, 2009 2:48:47 pm PDT #20509 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
It's petty and wrong of me to take so much delight in seeing my sister, and oldest brother, both of whom used to not only be skinny but make fun of my pudge, wearing double chins, isn't it?
meara - Aug 23, 2009 2:51:16 pm PDT #20510 of 30000
Only in as bad as it is for me to be horrified by the fact that some neighbor boy I went to high school with (but don't remember) who bought his parents' house, and saw my little sister at my parents' house, thought it was me. And these days, she and I don't really look anything alike. And it makes me want to go home and be fabulous, and loiter about, and be like "HELLOOOOOO, silly neighbor boy I don't even remember! No! Look, I am WAY more fabulous than you remember, and have turned out WONDERFUL!"
But then I feel terrible, because clearly, that is saying terrible things about what I think my sister looks like these days. Ahem. (She did that whole "get married, and get fat and happy" thing...)
Calli - Aug 23, 2009 2:59:37 pm PDT #20511 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
It's petty and wrong . . .
Then I don't wanna be right.