David, that ice cream truck story is BANANAS. I see a novel in that, but not a war novel, more like a crazy time-travel thing.
I suggested a Wes Anderson movie, but I could also totally see a comic episode of Dr. Who with that scene in it.
Anya ,'Potential'
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.
David, that ice cream truck story is BANANAS. I see a novel in that, but not a war novel, more like a crazy time-travel thing.
I suggested a Wes Anderson movie, but I could also totally see a comic episode of Dr. Who with that scene in it.
AUGH football.
Eek, Liese, those sound scary.
meara, that is...interesting.
Ack. Can't watch the end of football. Maybe with my fingers over my eyes.
It turned out okay, Dana. You can look.
My gayboy friends bought it for me--apparently they were at the bizarro sex store "Lovers" (trashy for straight people in the weird burbs--I think they won a gift cert there during a conference) and it was on major sale. Unshockingly.
I really wish the dojo was open cause I really want to punch something. I'd rather not go to jail for punching the person I really want to punch.
Meara, please do not send to Nicole. Belinda is freaky enough on her own. She doesn't need any..."friends".
Well, the publicist sent my flight time for Wednesday -- 7:30 a.m.! And said a car service will pick me up to take me to the airport but DIDN'T SAY WHAT TIME.
This chick, man. I'm a little peeved.
I'm going to say pick up is 4:30 am but that is having no idea where you are in relation to the airport. Just a 7:30 flight means being there by 5:30 unless you are gambling and know the airport. Or it is small.
Ugh.
Does publicist woman know that part of her job is keeping you informed?