In Natter:
-t:
Cranberry sauce #1: made and setting up in mold
Tom Scola:
I'm going to take a stand, and say that cranberry sauce shouldn't be moldy.
-t:
Scola, you will be happy to know that I have unmolded the cranberry sauce. I decided it needed more simmering.
Tom Scola:
OK, just make sure to shape it like a tin can before serving it.
-t:
Carving all those little ridges in the side takes forever!
Aims in Bitches has a cause of action:
I'm suing the pet food company because it causes too much gas in Ollie and he has been known to scare himself when he farts. He then barks at his own ass for about 10 minutes. It's disturbing and interrupts my show. PAY FOR MY NETFLIX, PURINA.
I gotta list everything that preceded that --
Strix:
Not to downplay poor doggie injury, but I don't think worker's comp covers "pet's emotional instability" disability.
Steph L.:
My dog sometimes seems disconcerted about some unnameable thing. That ought to be good for at least 5 bucks.
billytea:
I fully support writing up this comp claim. "Reason for inability to perform regular duties: Dog stared into abyss, abyss stared back."
Liese:
My dog was just discomfited by the fact that the printer made noise in the other room...without anyone near it! Shocking! Unsettling!
brenda:
Is the abyss that blank patch on the wall? Cause that happens a lot around here.
Steph L.:
And right now he's exhibiting ennui. HARD. That's got to be good for a $20.
Ginger:
Mr Peabody gets so upset by a smoke detector that needs a new battery that he hides under my chair. I think the smoke detector people owe him something.
WindSparrow:
I'm starting to feel sorry for manufacturers of vacuum cleaners. They have a lot to answer for from the cats of this world. Deliberate, repeated, sustained torment in collusion with the cats' human servants everywhere.
The cats are gonna have to get their own lawyers, though.
Jessica's review of The Desolation of Smaug, in Movies:
Jessica: Watching Thorin and Thranduil glare at each other, priceless.
Jilli: That's pretty much why I want to see the movie. All hail Thranduil, King of Bitchface!
Jessica: Even the King of Bitchface is no match for Thorin Emoshield and his feels. And his hair. Which also has feels.
Natter Chatter:
Steph:
We found on the steps of one house -- just a mouse head. It was like a tiny Godfather tableau for, say, a dollhouse.
-t:
My mom once found a headless mouse laid out on a stepping stone in her front yard like a sacrifice. Cats have creepy aesthetics.
Aims:
Same mouse. Got splinched trying to apparate.
Cass- Cool scroll news.
more than 80 bronze and marble statues of the highest quality, including one of Pan having sex with a goat.
This part made me laugh though. Apparently goat fucking was the high quality stuff. Sheep fucking was for peasants, one assumes.
Burrell Isn't Pan part goat?
JZ Sheep fucking is for the apprentice bronzeworkers. Goat fucking? That's master's work. You can't just waltz into the studio and expect someone to hand you goat fucking on a platter; you've got to work your way up.
Aims you've got to work your way up.
From the hooves, as it were.
sarameg I got stuck on the roof.
Amy Say again?
sarameg I got stuck on the roof.
Connie in Bitches, articulating the most elegant representation of a paper cut I have ever seen:
Paper has betrayed you! Paper, which holds words! and pictures! Great thoughts and beauty! It has betrayed you and wounded you! Of course the pain is all the greater.