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.
You're wrong about River. River's not on the ship. They didn't want her here, but she couldn't make herself leave. So she melted... Melted away. They didn't know she could do that, but she did.
River ,'Objects In Space'
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.
sarameg - May 23, 2012 5:11:11 pm PDT #6457 of 30001
Ginger - May 23, 2012 5:11:33 pm PDT #6458 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
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.
Polter-Cow - May 23, 2012 5:20:33 pm PDT #6459 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
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!
Atropa - May 23, 2012 5:36:41 pm PDT #6460 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
OTM: How will she know? Will she sense it through the ether?
Ha!
§ ita § - May 23, 2012 5:40:55 pm PDT #6461 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Okay, now that I've finished bonding with invisible people about my cup size, I tried the NotTilda, and I'm really dizzy now.
juliana - May 23, 2012 5:52:29 pm PDT #6462 of 30001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
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.
Polter-Cow - May 23, 2012 5:58:22 pm PDT #6463 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Consuela, let me know if you start making plans! I really wish I'd been able to see Hamlet on Alcatraz.
le nubian - May 23, 2012 6:30:13 pm PDT #6464 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
hey, guess what I found:
a best of metafilter tumblr/twitter/feed.
pretty good...
Consuela - May 23, 2012 8:38:02 pm PDT #6465 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
'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.
Hah! Thanks, one of my book club pals is going in a couple of weeks, so I'm going to tag along with her. I'm stoked!
aurelia - May 23, 2012 11:20:10 pm PDT #6466 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
I want to know more about that production. I'll expect a full report.
Avon has been winning a war of attrition on the 7 am feeding time. Monday morning I was started awake at 4:15 or so and he was standing on the edge of the bed, STARING AT ME.
When Petri started doing that I had to become very strict about making him wait for the alarm (and strict with myself about setting an alarm and actually get up). It was hilarious when I woke up before the alarm one day to see him staring down the alarm clock.