What is a sandburr?
What you did to me was unbelievable, Connor. But then I got stuck in a hell dimension by my girlfriend one time for a hundred years, so three months under the ocean actually gave me perspective. Kind of a M.C. Escher perspective, but I did get time to think.
Angel ,'Conviction (1)'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
javachik - Oct 16, 2010 4:09:03 pm PDT #125 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
sarameg - Oct 16, 2010 4:10:01 pm PDT #126 of 30001
An evil, evil thing. (I'm not sure either.)
Hil R. - Oct 16, 2010 4:13:28 pm PDT #127 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Hip Hop versions of old standards are pretty fundamental to hip-hop.
But this isn't really a hip-hop version. It's just a version.
sarameg - Oct 16, 2010 4:28:11 pm PDT #128 of 30001
I'd forgotten this until now, but t bob likes carrots I struck up a conversation with an elderly black lady in one of those scooters like you see at the grocery store. Turns out she lives in the elder-apartments on the stadium site. She'd been out there since the first racer (wheelchair-but they are more like recumbent bikes with hand pedals) had passed. She was cheering things like "Run like the wind! I can't walk, you run it for me!" and complimented every costume (there were tiaras and tutus, hot dogs and coffee cups, video game character and just random.) She was planning on staying out there until her carers told her the last of them had passed and they reopened the roads. "I never was an athlete, don't know why they run. But it's a thing of beauty to watch." Her friends and carers would come out to make sure she was warm enough and bring her food. But by god, she wasn't going in until the end.
People like her are why I love this city and neighborhood.
Ah, the carrots tag never closes. What is the statute of limitations on infatuation?
Calli - Oct 16, 2010 4:55:44 pm PDT #129 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I got my new tattoo today. I got a rose on my thigh.
Yay!
Dana - Oct 16, 2010 4:59:55 pm PDT #130 of 30001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."
Why can I not find the one fucking receipt I need? Curse you, chaos and entropy.
Liese S. - Oct 16, 2010 5:10:40 pm PDT #131 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
What is the statute of limitations on infatuation?
Yeah, I think by this point you can call it a committed relationship.
So I was worked up about making a multimedia presentation for the Sunday School class at this event tomorrow. Got there tonight and asked, was I doing a class? Oh yes, they said, the junior high. Dude. A) Totally relieved because I can handle junior high kids. But B) seriously, they should have told me this before. I would have brought completely different stuff. And now I'm procrastinating on prep for that. I think I'm just going to wing it. I'm pretty tired and I need to be in there early tomorrow.
Cashmere - Oct 16, 2010 5:10:55 pm PDT #132 of 30001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Here's my tat. It's still shiny.
Lee - Oct 16, 2010 5:11:53 pm PDT #133 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Why can I not find the one fucking receipt I need? Curse you, chaos and entropy.
Has Tino visited you lately?
Here's my tat. It's still shiny.
PURTY
Ginger - Oct 16, 2010 5:14:35 pm PDT #134 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Why can I not find the one fucking receipt I need?
It's run off with my gift certificate.