I am not having sex with Spike! But I'm starting to think that you might be.

Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'


Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


aurelia - Sep 21, 2010 10:01:05 am PDT #25254 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Isn't this just a way to make sure your kids are prepared for beer pong? [link]


tommyrot - Sep 21, 2010 10:01:06 am PDT #25255 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.

Toilet Themed Restaurant

When I heard that Taipei had a toilet themed restaurant, it immediately became my mission to find this crazy place.

...

The chairs are toilet seats, the tables are bath tubs, and there are silly murals on the walls.

You drink out of urinals, and eat out of toilet bowls! I ordered chocolate ice cream that was made to look like... you know...


tommyrot - Sep 21, 2010 10:05:43 am PDT #25256 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.

Edible Bling Spray

It don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that bling. In fact we love ostentatious shiny things so much we’ve taken to eating them. Yes, really. And we’re not talking signet rings and bracelets. We’re talking gold gherkins and silver sausages. It’s easy with Edible Bling Spray.

Tasteless in every sense, this 100% edible spray paint will coat any food you fancy with a layer of gleaming bling. Choose from silver or gold. Brilliant! Simply spray it over your food and tuck in. The result is truly stunning. You can spray strawberries, gild gherkins, coat cakes – and those are just the daft alliterative examples. Why not bling up desserts, burgers, bananas and tomatoes too? The possibilities are endless. If you can eat it, you can spray it.


brenda m - Sep 21, 2010 10:06:05 am PDT #25257 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

You drink out of urinals, and eat out of toilet bowls!

Maybe "you" do, but I promise you I do not.


Sophia Brooks - Sep 21, 2010 10:08:38 am PDT #25258 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

Is Steve Buscemi a "hunky heart throb" as described in the "Stealth Brit" article?

I find Steve Buscemi REALLY attractive, and I do not think he is hunky. Doesn't hunky somehow imply "not skinny"?


msbelle - Sep 21, 2010 10:23:34 am PDT #25259 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I hate today. My mom came over and I could not convince her I was ok. I am kinda afraid I am so buried that it will take months to get out from under it. There is like zero plan to get me more help. I have to get mac in half an hour and go to therapy.


Spidra Webster - Sep 21, 2010 10:24:13 am PDT #25260 of 30001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

Happy birthday, Sophia and smonster!

Didn't succeed at going to bed earlier plus the RSI pain is bad = didn't wake up 'til noon.

Ever since 9/11 and its resultant security theater, each travel decision has been weighed between airline, Amtrak and car. I'm going to the Bay Area next week and I thought hard about which to do. Another factor is that ever since I got fat, flying has become more embarrassing and uncomfortable. Flying to Europe was horrible that way. I was already 6 feet with child-birthin' hips. Add 90 lbs of extra weight and it's not a pretty picture.

This time I opted for air because I could get the tix for $49 each way. Since I don't own a car, it would have cost me considerably more to rent a driveaway (since I didn't want to pay for a car for each of the 12 days I'm up there). If I had owned a car, there is no question I would have driven.

One day I can imagine it'll get so bad that if I want to go to Europe I'll be looking into steamships.


Cashmere - Sep 21, 2010 10:37:06 am PDT #25261 of 30001
Now tagless for your comfort.

Stephanie, when she gets back home, she can always have an implant put in--when she returns to the civilization of socialized medicine.


Steph L. - Sep 21, 2010 10:37:12 am PDT #25262 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

My mom came over and I could not convince her I was ok.

Ack.

There is like zero plan to get me more help.

Well, that might be part of why she's not convinced you're okay.

Is having your parents near any help at all?

Another factor is that ever since I got fat, flying has become more embarrassing and uncomfortable.

Before going to Vermont last weekend, I hadn't flown for about 4 years. And I was honestly worried I would get turned away at the gate for being too fat for one seat, or that whoever was next to me would complain about the audacity of my thighs or arm to bump theirs.

I solved the second worry by making sure my seat was always next to my Dad's, and I solved the first one by...worrying like crazy. Fortunately it worked out.


Theresa - Sep 21, 2010 10:41:32 am PDT #25263 of 30001
"What would it take to get your daughter to stop tweeting about this?"

Happy Birthday Sophia and smonster!

Yeah. When you consider the time it takes to get to the airport, go through security, etc. - it makes more sense to not fly.

That's all I'm sayin'. Getting me into one of those new stand up seats is not happening.

The bullet train system was already supposed to be in place before I had to face this again.

One day I can imagine it'll get so bad that if I want to go to Europe I'll be looking into steamships.

This thought went through my head for hawaii.

I find Steve Buscemi REALLY attractive, and I do not think he is hunky. Doesn't hunky somehow imply "not skinny"?

Sophia is me. He is the opposite of hunky, but personality takes him the whole way.

And I was honestly worried I would get turned away at the gate for being too fat for one seat, or that whoever was next to me would complain about the audacity of my thighs or arm to bump theirs.

Oh no. I hadn't even thought of this. Although if they turned me away then that solves the flying problem really.