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'Objects In Space'


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.


Tom Scola - Oct 25, 2010 7:34:47 am PDT #1771 of 30001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.

Green Eggs & Ham T-Shirt


DavidS - Oct 25, 2010 7:56:33 am PDT #1772 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

and I am convince I have rare uncurable collarbone marble disease

This reminds me of when bon had eye cancer. Or feared she had eye cancer.

Like flea I am all tuckered out from family management stuff before 9am.


Kathy A - Oct 25, 2010 8:12:49 am PDT #1773 of 30001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

Well, got my surgery scheduled! November 29th, the Monday after Thanksgiving. Barring any complications, I'll be back to work on 12/20.

I've also emailed my teacher to tell him I'll be missing class that Saturday. I was thinking about maybe trying to go to school, but since I'll have only been out of the hospital for a few days at that point, I'm not going to push it, and the teacher is very supportive and told me to take care of myself and not worry about class.


msbelle - Oct 25, 2010 8:23:43 am PDT #1774 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Lee backflung.

I have not even logged on to work yet today and I have to go in 2 hours to pick-up from school. gets I'll get in 2 hours today and maybe more if I can log in tonight.

There's all this stuff I want to get done while mac is at school, stuff he would interfere with or not let me concentrate on. today that thing was some shopping. I think tomorrow that thing will be clearing a pile of clothes for storage from the front living room.


tommyrot - Oct 25, 2010 8:28:52 am PDT #1775 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.

Meanwhile In Wisconsin

I suspect that is a fake cow. And what is he wearing on his head? And what are those eye-things on top of the thing he's wearing on his head?


§ ita § - Oct 25, 2010 8:29:44 am PDT #1776 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

No collarbone marble disease!

I was feeling all proud of myself because I was tracking down the root of a problem without involving Developer 1 who's on a long-deserved vacation. Well, another developer went and called him about it. That's a totally impractical bottleneck of knowledge. Suppose he was, say, out of cell phone range? Who would know these things?


Daisy Jane - Oct 25, 2010 8:31:40 am PDT #1777 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I just bought my developer a cupcake to celebrate the Rangers making it to the Series. He was adoreable about it!


-t - Oct 25, 2010 8:35:09 am PDT #1778 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

And what is he wearing on his head? And what are those eye-things on top of the thing he's wearing on his head?

Looks like a fox pelt and those might be ears? It's a very Jar-Jar effect.

I have, so far today, made coffee. That's it. Good coffee, though.


tommyrot - Oct 25, 2010 8:39:14 am PDT #1779 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.

Looks like a fox pelt and those might be ears? It's a very Jar-Jar effect.

See, I don't know anyone in Wisconsin with that look. I call shenanigans.

ION, BEST. DISCOVERY. EVER!!!


§ ita § - Oct 25, 2010 8:40:22 am PDT #1780 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

We embarassed Developer 1 last week with cupcakes, and I got dropped in the middle, where the person who gave them to him swore me to silence, but he pressured me to reveal. Everyone was really mean. So I lit fire.

Oops, gotta email him at home now.