if it wasn't very rude thing to do at a friend's wedding, I'd do a watch-and-post here.
Dude, has your week on Twitter taught you nothing?
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.
if it wasn't very rude thing to do at a friend's wedding, I'd do a watch-and-post here.
Dude, has your week on Twitter taught you nothing?
As some of you may remember, my best friend is currently in the USA, and since she just gave birth last month, there's no way she could fly over and attend the wedding.
I asked the people who run the place where it'll be held if there's wifi in the relevant room, because I wanted to bring a laptop with Skype and an internet camera, and enable her to take real part in the ceremony. But, alas, no such technology available there.
Is Big Bird kosher?
You tell me!
I suspect he'd be too cute for anyone to eat.
Oh Nilly! You look wonderful. You are so beautiful.
ION, 'cos I'm skimming and catching up: a spider named after David Bowie. I DO NOT APPROVE.
Nilly, wonderful to see that.
I'm doing work. Something is wrong with that.
But then I'm going back to my book. Got my long walk in. Amazing how I can end up totally dripping in sweat when it is overcast and mid-70s.
Loki is asleep on his back on the floor in front of me, tail curled over his belly. Adorkable.
OK, he moved, but [link]
Ok, so I'm watching Season 1 of Grey's. This used to be a really good show.
While I do some ad-hoc testing (of a moderately interesting game), I'm also watching Jeremy Brett solve "The Hound of the Baskervilles".
When I grow up, if I don't turn into Malcolm Macdowell, I will insist on being Brett's Holmes.
SH, you might appreciate/love this. A friend of mine, this weekend at Dragon Con, Tweeting a message while just beyond her, looking oh, so cool, none other than Mr. Malcolm McDowell.
oh, so cool, none other than Mr. Malcolm McDowell.
I have no idea what would happen were I to cross paths with him.
Fanboy? I hope not - I made enough of a fool of myself SINGING to Mira Furlan.
Tacklesnog him? I'm afraid he'd morph into Little Alex and I would end up woven into a macrame basket of my own entrails.
I think I'd have to cooly nod at him, as if passing my own future self from a Star Trek episode, and just keep walking on - then perhaps collapse into a puddle of gleeful goo.