Ugh, and WTF, Daisy. I think just loving your friend is all you can do, but you can do the hell out of that.
I am not...I am not the damsel in distress. I am not some case. I have to work this. I've lived in a cave for 5 years in a world where they killed my kind like cattle. I am not going to be cut down by some monster flu. I am better than that. What a wonder...how very scared I am.
Fred ,'A Hole in the World'
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.
Jesse - Mar 22, 2011 2:28:10 pm PDT #29643 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
§ ita § - Mar 22, 2011 2:37:43 pm PDT #29644 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Completely trivially, my hair is like a giant lint brush. I can't make it to lunch time without collecting fluff. Also, some of it curls, and some of it sticks straight out. I really need to stop being avoidant about getting this crap shorn.
le nubian - Mar 22, 2011 2:38:44 pm PDT #29645 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
do you have a lot of static in your hair? maybe that's just it.
§ ita § - Mar 22, 2011 2:48:00 pm PDT #29646 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
It doesn't do anything to generate static on its own, and I'm not charged. It's stupid.
tommyrot - Mar 22, 2011 3:16:34 pm PDT #29647 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.
Details on the coming apocalypse:
Self-proclaimed Prophet Spawns Apocalypse Movement
Save the date: May 21, 2011.
If preacher Harold Camping is right, that's the exact date Jesus will return and the righteous will fly up to heaven, leaving behind only their clothes.
That will be followed by five months of fire, brimstone and plagues, with millions of people dying each day and corpses piling in the streets. Finally, on Oct. 21, the world ends exactly as the Book of Revelation says it will -- with a bottomless pit, a lake of fire and, at last, a new heaven and new earth.
So let's see--I'll need good boots for climbing over piles of corpses, climbing gear for getting out of the bottomless pit, and fireproof clothes.
His followers, in turn, are trusting Camping. Allison Warden, a 29-year-old office manager in Raleigh, N.C., runs a website, WeCanKnow.com, dedicated to spreading news of Camping's predictions. But what if he is wrong?
"It is a fair enough question," she said. "But the fact that it is in Scripture is why you can say it with such a degree of certainty. It's one of those things where you have to trust God."
Okey-dokey then.
sarameg - Mar 22, 2011 3:43:26 pm PDT #29648 of 30001
I wish I was on this flight: [link]
Had G over to see the kitties and then went and sat up on their porch to hear her dad's crazy hospital stay stories.
Liese S. - Mar 22, 2011 3:44:39 pm PDT #29649 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
What part of "No one knows the day nor hour" do these people not get? Even if you buy into whatever version of end-times theology they're selling, Scripture is pretty daggone clear about this bit. There's a whole parable, about being prepared, not losing focus. What, that bit you don't have to trust God about? Sheesh.
Jesse - Mar 22, 2011 3:49:20 pm PDT #29650 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
What, that bit you don't have to trust God about? Sheesh.
So many bits.... so many reasons to say "sheesh"....
§ ita § - Mar 22, 2011 3:56:15 pm PDT #29651 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Saw a guy in the supermarket wearing this shirt. I wanted to give him a secret geek high five. Instead I just grinned like a dork and got weird looks from the checkout guy.
Liese S. - Mar 22, 2011 4:00:24 pm PDT #29652 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
We really need a secret geek high five. We could transmit instructions on how to do it over this internet thing that only geeks can access...oh, no wait.