Timelies all!
Mmm, creme brulee. Also, now I want rice pudding.
This is so nice. Having everyone together for my birthday. Of course, you could smash in all my toes with a hammer and it will still be the bestest Buffy Birthday Bash in a big long while.
Buffy ,'Potential'
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.
Sheryl - Oct 06, 2012 5:04:56 am PDT #24695 of 30001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Steph L. - Oct 06, 2012 5:14:33 am PDT #24696 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
THERE WERE NO GRITS AT THE MARKET.
Oooh. I think I'll have grits for breakfast. Yum!
§ ita § - Oct 06, 2012 5:18:46 am PDT #24697 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Oh, that's classic bullshit -- "those who can't do, teach" and whatnot.
That, of course, I'm familiar with--but I've never heard it at a grade school level. That's a university and up thing, where the teacher is presumably hiding from being tested on their ability to write novels/code/psychoanalyse and instead tormenting the talented folk that are going on to actually do something useful with their lives.
Anne W. - Oct 06, 2012 5:43:13 am PDT #24698 of 30001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
It's cold here today, so I think this will be a good day to make a big pot of split pea soup.
Also, now I want grits.
Jesse - Oct 06, 2012 5:54:07 am PDT #24699 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
That, of course, I'm familiar with--but I've never heard it at a grade school level. That's a university and up thing, where the teacher is presumably hiding from being tested on their ability to write novels/code/psychoanalyse and instead tormenting the talented folk that are going on to actually do something useful with their lives.
Fair enough. I have heard the "teachers only need to be a grade level above their students" thing before. Also obvious bullshit, of course.
Consuela - Oct 06, 2012 5:58:59 am PDT #24700 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Trouser jeans notwithstanding, it was a pretty cool thing, with all sorts of folks in uniform, and former Secretary of State Schultz and Senator Feinstein used swords to cut a huge cake. Turns out it was the formal welcome of the city of SF to the Navy for Fleet Week. But my sister hadn't realized that, and the invitation really did say "business casual".
So I got to meet the sheriff of SF and a couple of city department heads, and the Navy Drill Team. These guys: [link]
Trudy Booth - Oct 06, 2012 6:06:40 am PDT #24701 of 30001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Man, I wanna use a sword to cut a huge cake.
aurelia - Oct 06, 2012 6:31:37 am PDT #24702 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
I woke to find that my cold has moved into the hacking cough stage. I probably shouldn't go stand in the cold to watch the Steppenwolf vs Goodman flag football game, huh? Hrmph. And I bought a Goodman hat this week just so I could wear it with my Steppenwolf sweatshirt.
Liese S. - Oct 06, 2012 6:37:14 am PDT #24703 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Ooh, the oven just beeped on my paleo banana bread (almond flour). I hope it turns out, cause it smells great!
§ ita § - Oct 06, 2012 6:45:52 am PDT #24704 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Recently I've been making an effort to be more friendly with more co-workers. I wasn't not friendly before, but since I refuse to do anything outside of the office, I figured I should shore up the inside the office stuff.
So yesterday is Security Fulfillment doublechecking a staticky phoneline telling me "That sounded like we're calling Abydos! But now it's fixed--cool cool cool." And the tea guy is all fist bumping over how much we don't drink black teas, as he rhapsodises about oolongs and senchas and I nod like I have a clue, and the guy who had been evangelising black tea has now given me 32GB of British documentaries because I opened my mouth at the wrong time (this is cannibal snake-owner guy, who's revealed a distinct aesthetic appreciation for the SS uniform, but ONLY aesthetic, in his defense--he bemoans that I'm one of few people here who knows the difference between Hummel and Rommel).
So now I got myself sucked into all these conversations that I feel barely qualified to participate in (well--the Stargate/Community one I can totally keep up with--I'm alright with that). But I am totally going to lose touch the people who speak English and watch football. Not that I have any idea what's going on in the NFL either...
Some days make me want to run away and hide on the internet, but the past few days at work, I haven't even had time to check mail from the office. And I'm putting off logging into work right now...
More breakfast.