Mal: Hell, this job I would pull for free. Zoe: Can I have your share? Mal: No. Zoe: If you die, can I have your share? Mal: Yes.

'The Train Job'


Natter 69: Practically names itself.  

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.


Matt the Bruins fan - Mar 03, 2012 10:38:07 am PST #25076 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

We have tornadoes, earthquakes, flash floods, and the occasional brushfire here. Tornadoes are definitely the ones I'd most like to do without.


sumi - Mar 03, 2012 10:39:45 am PST #25077 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!

Weather is just weird.

We got about 3 inches of snow in under two hours and my best friend who lives 45 minutes east of me has almost none.


sarameg - Mar 03, 2012 10:44:22 am PST #25078 of 30001

For some reason, they sent me another corporate card. With a different number. A month later. I don't even know. Not looking forward to sorting this out.


DavidS - Mar 03, 2012 10:45:29 am PST #25079 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Cereal for dinner, kids!

Order pizza!


Calli - Mar 03, 2012 10:45:37 am PST #25080 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Here in NC we get the occasional tornado, hurricanes, and once every 10 years or so, some serious snow.

Oh, and an earthquake in 2011.

It's a good thing NC's pretty.


§ ita § - Mar 03, 2012 10:47:01 am PST #25081 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Fuck! Where is my Nook?

For some reason I'm really panicky about this. Last time I remember having it was outside. Calm down, ita ! Go sign up for art class and then tidy a little. Shit happens.


Jesse - Mar 03, 2012 11:01:10 am PST #25082 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

So I'm cleaning out my closet, and there's at least one coat I want to get rid of, but it is heavy enough that I don't want to lug it to Goodwill! Bah. I mean, I bought it used like 10 years ago, so maybe its life is over. Or maybe I'll just put it in a shopping bag in the alley and hope someone takes it.


le nubian - Mar 03, 2012 11:13:01 am PST #25083 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."

so we had high winds last night. lovely.

well, following that, power outages. I have not had power since around midnight. had to leave the house (it was 55 degrees in there temp falling fast, my fingers were getting pins and needles).

there is no estimate as to when power will return, so I don't know WTF we are going to do. We are homebodies! You drove us from our home!

!!

Do we go see a movie? Bring sleeping bags to my office? Volunteer at a bakery? or laundromat?


tommyrot - Mar 03, 2012 11:14:00 am PST #25084 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.

This is great: TNG Season 8

Plots from the unaired 8th season of Star Trek: The Next Generation

Q's back: he's wearing scuba gear and needs Picard's help dumping his girlfriend. Barclay accidentally locks himself outside the ship.

A transporter error quickly fills the ship with hundreds of excited dogs. Worf calls them "fools" and "disgusting".

The Enterprise must escape a temporal bubble before a nearby sun goes nova. Data and Geordi follow some train tracks to see a dead body.

A bounty on Wesley attracts increasingly dangerous space mercenaries. Geordi & Data get in a fight, divide the Enterprise in half with tape.


Zenkitty - Mar 03, 2012 11:30:16 am PST #25085 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Middling success with the Top Chef caliber raw dog food. She is eating it from the bowl; gingerly and with many back and forths. But if I turn my back for a second she is standing behind be whimpering and the cat is firmly ensconced at the bowl.

Sounds like Darby has gotten it into her head that she can only eat with permission, and has ratcheted that anxiety up to the point that she can only believe she has permission if you are actually handing her the food. When you turn your back, she sees that as a rejection/punishment and she's very sorry she ate anything. But you've found a food that she will eat from the bowl, so this is probably going to take a lot of patience and hovering beside her while she eats and praising her the whole time until she relaxes, and then slowly slowly slowly increasing your distance and decreasing the volume of praises until she trusts that she's allowed to eat anything that's in her bowl.

Disclaimer: I am not bonny. Also, I might have watched too much Dog Whisperer. Good luck.