. i love human ingenuity.
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.
You know, I had never seen a This Means War trailer. Fixed that, and damn I need to see the movie now. When I get some wiggle room in my budget, I am getting Netflix. Dammit. In the meantime, it comes to RedBox on June 19th.
Rice and a bit of sour cream and NOM!!!! Thanks y'all.
Still no kids. Ahhhhh. The quiet.
I wonder if there's a way to play the TMW DVD with only the one alternate ending, ever. I mean, if they sold it that way, I'd pay an extra dollar.
Okay, I thought it was just one tumblr entry to repost, but no--it's an entire tumblr itself. I had not fully appreciate all these unifying life experiences of the booby: [link]
My favorite gallery in Ellicott City is changing hands. I just wrote the current owner a mash note, I guess. I loved that space, the art, the displays. She had stuff I wasn't ever gonna buy, but I loved seeing displayed. From there, I got my bat skulls, a bird skull oil and lots of thinking.
I shall continue to be me!
Yay!
Actual conversation at trivia last night in our discussion of what to call the team this week.
Other Team Member: It's World Goth Day. How about something about emo girl and...
Me, interrupting: Emo and Goth are not the same thing.
OTM: They're about the same.
Me: I know Jilli of Gothic Charm School, and they're not the same. We're not saying emo.
OTM: How will she know? Will she sense it through the ether?
Me: Yes.
We ended up: "Is Happy Goth Day an Oxymoron?" Happy Emo Day would work better, but it was not World Emo Day.
I realized the other day when Hec was talking about their anniversary that I've been playing trivia with Bicyclops and friends for 8 years.
TWITTER OF SWINTON. (SWITTER OF TWINTON?)
(Not actually Twitter of SWINTON.)
Every 3 months I give birth to myself again. I emerge from my birth canal while my current body deflates. My wisdom carries on.
What a curse! No animal has limbs of length to embrace the proud elephant. An unhuggable behemoth plods forth.
@alisonbrie I hope your show survives. The chicken must learn to run without its head. And when it does, how instinctual!
OTM: How will she know? Will she sense it through the ether?
Ha!
Okay, now that I've finished bonding with invisible people about my cup size, I tried the NotTilda, and I'm really dizzy now.
So there's this play I want to go to: [link]
'suela - go. With or without Goldstar. I know those guys, I auditioned for that production (damned "making a living", interfering with my artistic life), and you will not regret it. It is so very worth it.