Mal: Then I call it a win. What's the problem? Inara: Should I start with the part where you're stranded in the middle of nowhere, or the part where you have no clothes?

'Trash'


Natter 64: Yes, we still need you  

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.


bon bon - Dec 31, 2009 9:40:01 pm PST #28658 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

I always laugh because there's never any programming for the zones in the middle.

I just tuned from Burn Notice to the Dick Clark's and Bob said, "I didn't know they just reran the New York one!"

...yeah.


SuziQ - Dec 31, 2009 9:49:03 pm PST #28659 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

I am struggling to stay awake until midnight.

You can do eeeet!


Liese S. - Dec 31, 2009 9:55:53 pm PST #28660 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Didn't they used to do more? Like there was a big long special that ran from eleven eastern until midnight pacific? And they would interrupt the concerts in between randomly to say, "Happy New Year, Kansas!" and stuff like that?

I'm curmudgeonly, aren't I? I'm becoming a curmudgeon right before your eyes.


SuziQ - Dec 31, 2009 9:59:57 pm PST #28661 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

HAPPY PACIFIC NEW YEAR!!!


Lee - Dec 31, 2009 10:00:32 pm PST #28662 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Made it!

Happy New Year, and good night!


tommyrot - Dec 31, 2009 10:01:07 pm PST #28663 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

More New Year happies! Plus happy New Year Board time!


Liese S. - Dec 31, 2009 10:01:14 pm PST #28664 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Yay! Happy New Year, sleepy Perkins and other Pacific Coasters!


brenda m - Dec 31, 2009 10:08:18 pm PST #28665 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Happy Pacific New Year!

I met Iman once. It was like chatting with a masterpiece. Her beauty was staggering.

I was at a wedding with Geena Davis once. She was just luminous. Stunning.

Costplus I (so far) have kept for myself--a maple syrup grade sampler pack--small bottles of Vermont Fancy, grade A medium amber, grade A dark amber, and Grade B.

After tasting it at Plei's, I have become a total convert to the Grade B. Holy god so good.

I do this too (at least the “your dad” part), but don’t get when spouses call each other Mother and Father when their kids are grown and out of the house.

Oy. My aunt and uncle do this (only worse, since they call each other mommy and daddy). Not enough skeeve in the world.

Totally different if you're using those terms in reference to one or the other parent, like "your mom said no cookies" or "go tell dad the phone's for him." But to each other, even when kids aren't around? Ugh.

Wait, did someone say something about Nathan Fillion covered in syrup?

Wait, what now?


Trudy Booth - Dec 31, 2009 10:11:38 pm PST #28666 of 30001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

My father's parents often addressed each other as "Mother" and "Father". It always sounded like an endearment to me.


Typo Boy - Dec 31, 2009 10:35:19 pm PST #28667 of 30001
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.

In my world watermelon is not edible, so I think ALL watermelons should be made into such beautiful sculptures.

While I enjoy watermelon as a food, many of my elderly relatives agree with you. Their reason in Yinglish is:

"Der Spitten Spitten, Der eaten eaten." meaning "when I spit I spit, when I eat I eat." When I was a smart ass eleven year old, I'd always ask them whether they skipped cherries too. Cause if they did I was willing to take their share.