How's Mr. Ford looking? Is he aging well?
To commemorate a past event, you kill and eat an animal. It's a ritual sacrifice, with pie.
Anya ,'Sleeper'
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.
Connie Neil - Jun 04, 2010 4:57:49 pm PDT #4172 of 30001
brillig
Amy - Jun 04, 2010 4:58:53 pm PDT #4173 of 30001
Because books.
Is Han wearing his earring?!
Two years ago Chris Daughtry was in the big mall in Syracuse, and I don't think there's been a major celebrity sighting since. Everyone said he was surprisingly short.
bon bon - Jun 04, 2010 5:00:30 pm PDT #4174 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Okay, hysterical. Han Solo and Ally MacBeal are two tables down from us at dinner. Burrell has a very good eye.
No kidding. I found out after moving here that they lived a block away from me in NYC. Never saw 'em.
smonster - Jun 04, 2010 5:04:20 pm PDT #4175 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
I am destroyed. I really thought I was done crying today. Everyone on that damn show and every writer deserves an Emmy. ::flails:: I'm on my iPhone so I can't read white font, but in the last scene I'm guessing you were talking about the blood on the shovel handle ? I mean, damn. Not since The Body, right? They perfectly captured the weirdness and the awkwardness and everything.
tommyrot - Jun 04, 2010 5:06:20 pm PDT #4176 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.
sarameg - Jun 04, 2010 5:09:28 pm PDT #4177 of 30001
smonster, so I have verification? And yeah, that last bit. When my maternal grandmother died, my dad did the crying walk down the street. Really confused me at the time. Different set of circs, cause he didn't cry when his own parents died, but just the lost, flailing, unescapable lost.
sarameg - Jun 04, 2010 5:10:41 pm PDT #4178 of 30001
tommy, I LOVE THAT. All my cats do silent and deadly.
Beverly - Jun 04, 2010 5:15:12 pm PDT #4179 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
The rocking chair in the living room belonged to my cat. Occasionally a visitor would sit in her chair. When told why she was giving them the stinkeye, most rational people would move to a different seat. One stubborn gentleman refused to move. She sat down by his ankles and appeared to ignore him. A few minutes later, he rose, gagging, and surrendered.
§ ita § - Jun 04, 2010 5:17:36 pm PDT #4180 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
He looks better than in recent photos. She looks tired. Did not get close enough to check for jewelry on my recon pass to the bathroom (we are so slick, but the DH was a doubter). Funnily enough, she spotted him on the heels of me mentioning my horrific spotting of John Cusack here before.
msbelle - Jun 04, 2010 5:18:02 pm PDT #4181 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I am glad I do not watch FNL anymore. From what you all are posting I could not deal with it. I'll pick up the seasons I've missed at some point.
Well we made it through to mac's bedtime and I think he is actually asleep now, but not before another moment of yelling and tears.
This weekend I'm going to aim for quietness in my alone times. Possibly some meditation. Should that not pan out, I may hit a bar.