Anya Christina Emmanuella Jenkins. Twenty years old. Born on the fourth of July — and don't think there weren't jokes about that my whole life, mister, 'cause there were. 'Who's our little patriot?' they'd say, when I was younger and therefore smaller and shorter than I am now.

Anya ,'Potential'


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.


Cass - Oct 05, 2010 2:21:31 pm PDT #27831 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I had a cat when I was much younger and thus shorter who hauled a coyote leg up to the roof of our house (there were rocks to get there). Now, I am fairly certain he didn't bring down a coyote, but still scavenging a coyote leg seemed pretty hardcore for a domestic cat.


megan walker - Oct 05, 2010 2:41:36 pm PDT #27832 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist

Is that true in other jurisdictions?

Pizza boxes go in composting here, along with milk cartons and the like.


lisah - Oct 05, 2010 2:41:42 pm PDT #27833 of 30001
Punishingly Intricate

Dog in Elk!


Sheryl - Oct 05, 2010 2:51:52 pm PDT #27834 of 30001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"

Timelies all!

It should not be in the low 60s and overcast in early October. Not helping my mood any, either.


Holli - Oct 05, 2010 3:03:37 pm PDT #27835 of 30001
an overblown libretto and a sumptuous score/ could never contain the contradictions I adore

My cat brought home a bunny head once. Actually, she brought home the SAME bunny head, twice-- the first time I shrieked and flung it off the balcony, and she went and retrieved it the next morning.

Then she brought home a live baby bunny. Which she proceeded to release in my bedroom. That was cuter, but still not so fun.


Jesse - Oct 05, 2010 3:08:13 pm PDT #27836 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Yikes. Another reason to be glad I have an indoor cat. And the one time we saw a mouse, he didn't work that hard at killing it, which was kind of good news/bad news.


Allyson - Oct 05, 2010 3:18:46 pm PDT #27837 of 30001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

How come there isn't a failblog-like collection of the dumbest posts in newspaper comments sections?

And why isn't there a "letters to the editor" sort of intern who deletes that shit? It makes me think the world is getting dumber.


Connie Neil - Oct 05, 2010 3:20:50 pm PDT #27838 of 30001
brillig

And why isn't there a "letters to the editor" sort of intern who deletes that shit? It makes me think the world is getting dumber.

So that the rest of the readers can shake their heads and go "At least I'm smarter than that idiot."


DavidS - Oct 05, 2010 3:21:08 pm PDT #27839 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

It makes me think the world is getting dumber.

You probably overestimated the world, what with hanging out with scientists all day.


Beverly - Oct 05, 2010 3:23:17 pm PDT #27840 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

At the NC house we had a yard full of mature trees, under which one had to walk to get to the vehicles in the driveway. Squirrels lived in the trees, and regularly took exception to our passage beneath them, hurling acorns and pecans and other debris as we passed. One day StE came in with something in his hand. He held it out to me.

"Mom?" It was a steak bone which had been hurled from above and struck him in the shoulder. We both wondered for a few minutes if the squirrels were dragging cows up into the trees, but finally decided we hoped, somewhat uneasily, that one of them had raided some neighbor's yard after a cookout.