Mal: Does.. um.. does this seem kind of tight? Kaylee: Shows off your backside.

'Shindig'


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.


Laga - Oct 28, 2009 4:39:38 pm PDT #28427 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

Either I messed it up or I don't like yorkshire pudding. I'm inclined to believe the former.


DavidS - Oct 28, 2009 4:45:59 pm PDT #28428 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Mmmm, Yorkshire pudding.

More Matilda talk tonight. She's been on a streak.

1.

Matilda: The moon is following us. We have to get it a costume for Halloween. It wants to come with us. It'll be a pirate and say, "Aaargh."

2. (on seeing a Barack Obama poster in somebody's window)

Matilda: Barack Obama!
Me: Did you see him?
Matilda: He's in the window.
Me: Okay. Oh, I see. It's a poster.
Matilda: I have to talk to Barack Obama.
Me: What do you have to talk about with Barack Obama?
Matilda: I didn't like the pink ice cream.
Emmett: Matilda, do you know what Barack Obama does?
Matilda: [very solemnly] He's going to do great things.


Hil R. - Oct 28, 2009 4:47:11 pm PDT #28429 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Oh, also, we were discussing whether a particular sentence should use the word "which" or "that." He asked me if I could articulate (and yes, he said "articulate") what the difference was between "which" and "that." I told him, and he told me that I had it backwards. I looked it up, and I was right. Really, do not cross me on grammar.


tommyrot - Oct 28, 2009 4:48:27 pm PDT #28430 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.

Matilda: The moon is following us. We have to get it a costume for Halloween. It wants to come with us. It'll be a pirate and say, "Aaargh."

I swear I didn't tell her the moon is following her.

Matilda: [very solemnly] He's going to do great things.

Hee! Just as long as she didn't follow that with the line from the first Harry Potter book: "Great and terrible things."


tommyrot - Oct 28, 2009 4:49:17 pm PDT #28431 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.

I told him, and he told me that I had it backwards. I looked it up, and I was right. Really, do not cross me on grammar.

You should email him a link and tell him this.


DavidS - Oct 28, 2009 4:49:54 pm PDT #28432 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I told him, and he told me that I had it backwards. I looked it up, and I was right. Really, do not cross me on grammar.

You need to email him with your cite.

JZ says your adviser reminds her of the guy at Stanford who got beaten to death by a ball-peen hammer because he kept a guy from getting his Ph.D. for fifteen years.


Polter-Cow - Oct 28, 2009 4:50:34 pm PDT #28433 of 30000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Also e-mail him with that story, Hil.


tommyrot - Oct 28, 2009 4:51:10 pm PDT #28434 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.

Also e-mail him with that story, Hil.

Yeah. Except do that anonymously.


Typo Boy - Oct 28, 2009 4:52:21 pm PDT #28435 of 30000
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

Your advisor is an asshole with power over you. I have no advice on how to handle that. The ball peen hammer thing, though not practical, is appealing...


JZ - Oct 28, 2009 5:18:54 pm PDT #28436 of 30000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

And when I googled the story of the perpetual candidate (search terms: phd candidate advisor hammer), I was kind of appalled to find that he was one of about a half-dozen grad students to have done so over the past 30 years. He was the only one who chose to do it with a ball-peen hammer, though.

And, good God, he was probably none too stable to begin with, but his advisers spent nineteen years dicking him around, quibbling over this and that and sending him back to square 1 over and over and never actually letting him move forward or give up and quit (and it must have been near impossible to let go of it after he'd been there a full decade; so much time and effort invested already, it would have felt like death to give up) while he scrounged away at student teaching and whatever other part-time work he could find to fill in the gaps while he flogged away at the never-ending dissertation.

Matilda: [very solemnly] He's going to do great things.

When I got home this evening, she explained to me that she needed to talk to Barack Obama; when I asked her what about, she explained that there's a big chair at her daycare provider's house that he needs to move. I'm sure he'll get right on it.