'Columbo' star Peter Falk dies at 83
God, I love Colombo.
Sad now.
Spike: Lots of fuss over one girl. Other things to do around here--important things. Angel: You know that whoosh thing you do when you're suddenly not there anymore? I love that.
'Unleashed'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
tommyrot - Jun 24, 2011 10:13:03 am PDT #14139 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.
Vortex - Jun 24, 2011 10:19:03 am PDT #14140 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Hah! Love this. I enjoy buying clothes/jewelry while traveling so when people say "oh, those are great earrings!" I can say "I got them in Budapest/Hawaii/Peru!"
I have two pairs of earrings that I bought in costa rica on the cruise with my mother. I think that I paid $2 a pair, but I get complimented on them often. I should have bought more of them!
brenda m - Jun 24, 2011 10:24:18 am PDT #14141 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
oh man, we have a previously scheduled team leadership meeting in 10 minutes. Awkward.
Connie Neil - Jun 24, 2011 10:27:03 am PDT #14142 of 30001
brillig
'Columbo' star Peter Falk dies at 83
I want to see a cartoon of his casket with the lid slightly open and a talk balloon saying "Just one more thing."
beekaytee - Jun 24, 2011 10:30:18 am PDT #14143 of 30001
Compassionately intolerant
I want to see a cartoon of his casket with the lid slightly open and a talk balloon saying "Just one more thing."
Somebody is totally going to do that.
Perfect.
le nubian - Jun 24, 2011 10:44:32 am PDT #14144 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
check out this paragraph from a RS article on Michelle Bachmann. I love how descriptive this is. I need to read the full article.
In modern American politics, being the right kind of ignorant and entertainingly crazy is like having a big right hand in boxing; you’ve always got a puncher’s chance. And Bachmann is exactly the right kind of completely batshit crazy. Not medically crazy, not talking-to-herself-on-the-subway crazy, but grandiose crazy, late-stage Kim Jong-Il crazy — crazy in the sense that she’s living completely inside her own mind, frenetically pacing the hallways of a vast sand castle she’s built in there, unable to meaningfully communicate with the human beings on the other side of the moat, who are all presumed to be enemies.
Lee - Jun 24, 2011 10:46:28 am PDT #14145 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
If you go, you get the afternoon off. If you don't go, you have to stay and work.
We have something similar the Friday before the 4th of July holiday. Everyone firmwide gets to leave at 3:00, but our office also takes over a localish (20 minutes away) hamburger place, with lunch lasting from 12-2, so a lot of people just don't come back, but if you don't go, you're only supposed to take your normal lunch hour.
javachik - Jun 24, 2011 10:47:23 am PDT #14146 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
I like all of the 1/2 hour comedies already mentioned AND MODERN FAMILY.
Brenda, I can't say much, but I fear what you're going through is also going to be happening where I work.
Tom Scola - Jun 24, 2011 10:47:33 am PDT #14147 of 30001
They pay me in WOIMS
Shallow 'Rolling Stone' Hit Piece is Just What Michele Bachmann Needed
Following the Palin blueprint, Bachmann plans on fully leveraging the negative publicity with her base: they see leftist attacks as a point of pride and an indication of strength.
Ginger - Jun 24, 2011 10:52:05 am PDT #14148 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
The NYT Peter Falk obit [link] is great.
Peter Michael Falk ...grew up in Ossining, N.Y, where his father owned a clothing store and where, in spite of his missing eye, he was a high school athlete. [He lost the eye to cancer at 3.] In one story he liked to tell, after being called out at third base during a baseball game, he removed his eye and handed it to the umpire.
“You’ll do better with this,” he said.