This is my boat. They're part of my crew. No one's getting left. Best you get used to that.

Mal ,'Ariel'


Natter 70: Hookers and Blow  

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.


Jessica - Aug 04, 2012 1:06:01 pm PDT #16877 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

If they're on duty, they have to take you anywhere in the five boroughs, so I get in first. If its an off-duty cab trying to pick up a fare on his way home, I'll ask first.


aurelia - Aug 04, 2012 1:09:36 pm PDT #16878 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Do you give the taxi driver your destination before you get in the cab, or after you're seated?

Usually as I'm getting in.

I've been wanting an entryway bench mostly just to have a place to put my bag without it collecting cat hair. I should probably save the money and just get in the habit of putting my bag in the hall closet.

I timed a trip to Target magnificently. I was unlocking the front gate just as the sky started to open up.

And boy did it open up. It seems like it's already tapering off.


Sophia Brooks - Aug 04, 2012 1:15:23 pm PDT #16879 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

After I am seated. But in Rochester you have to call for a cab, there Is no hailing.


Jesse - Aug 04, 2012 1:19:24 pm PDT #16880 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Generally, after I'm seated.


aurelia - Aug 04, 2012 1:22:56 pm PDT #16881 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

So they evacuated Grant Park as the storm was approaching. That was probably a good idea. I hope the all stages withstood the wind gusts.


Connie Neil - Aug 04, 2012 1:27:04 pm PDT #16882 of 30001
brillig

So Hubby was a gymnast in high school. Good God, I wish I'd known him then. Pale blond, blue eyes, chest measurement nearly double his waist, and his skill of choice was the still rings. He tells of hanging on the rings in an Iron Cross just for fun, chatting with his buddies. He had phenomenal upper body strength, before his joints started disintegrating on him. apparently he wasn't really limber, though, so he didn't pursue. Just unbelievably strong (I've seen him shape 16-gauge stainless steel with his hands).

The footballers and wrestlers and basketball players liked to mock the gymnasts, and the gymnasts would say, "Oh, the rings look easy? Five bucks says you can't do it." Apparently they made a lot of money.

but as I said, Hubby didn't have the flexibility for the rest of the parts of gymnastics, so he became pack mule for the girls gymnastics and crosscountry teams. They said they trusted him, because he'd been a gymnast, and, well, guy gymnasts, you know . . . Not so much, with Hubby, but he's a subtle guy.


§ ita § - Aug 04, 2012 2:57:25 pm PDT #16883 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

well, guy gymnasts, you know

Really? I did not know that.

I usually tell my destination when I order the cab.


Jesse - Aug 04, 2012 3:07:21 pm PDT #16884 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I usually tell my destination when I order the cab.

And the driver knows it? They always ask me regardless.


§ ita § - Aug 04, 2012 3:14:13 pm PDT #16885 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

And the driver knows it?

Yup. The app I use to order tells them my destination, if I type it in. Which I do. They confirm, but usually by reading it back to me.


Lee - Aug 04, 2012 3:14:15 pm PDT #16886 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Watched some Community.

What did you think?