Nope, that's a real thing, from old-tyme radio plays. (Actually, wiktionary says it's primarily a UK thing
Yeah, I heard about it from Tom.
Maybe I've always been here.
Early ,'Objects In Space'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
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.
Nora Deirdre - Feb 27, 2013 5:38:08 am PST #12952 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Matt the Bruins fan - Feb 27, 2013 5:48:50 am PST #12953 of 30001
Oh honey, the mentally unwell people have been in the fanbase since Game Changers was Stucky fanfiction on the internet. The calls have been coming from inside the house the whole time!
I need to remember to get some copies of The Watchtower to take with me and display prominently the next time I fly. Hopefully that will head off unwanted conversations via any seat-mates desperately trying to switch to an empty seat back by the restrooms.
-t - Feb 27, 2013 5:52:45 am PST #12954 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I was told to say something besides rhubarb to simulate murmuring but I can't remember what it was. Watermelon? Bread and butter? Something. And I think there's a scene in a Steve Martin movie where the murmuring becomes distinguishable repeated words, but I can't remember the movie or the word.
Some days I just stay inside because outside someone might say hi to me and that's more conversation than I can deal with...nodding and/or waving I can generally handle, but there's something about verbal interaction.
Hil R. - Feb 27, 2013 5:53:52 am PST #12955 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I was told to say something besides rhubarb to simulate murmuring but I can't remember what it was. Watermelon? Bread and butter? Something. And I think there's a scene in a Steve Martin movie where the murmuring becomes distinguishable repeated words, but I can't remember the movie or the word.
I was told to say "peanut butter watermelon one two three."
Jessica - Feb 27, 2013 5:57:29 am PST #12956 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
"Peas and carrots, peas and carrots."
(Funny that all of these are food. Are drama teachers not getting enough to eat?)
Consuela - Feb 27, 2013 7:08:05 am PST #12957 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Damn, I just realized I haven't done a weekly report since the end of November. Ergh?
Well, this will be boring!
Shir - Feb 27, 2013 7:53:44 am PST #12958 of 30001
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
I HAVE SEEN THE NILLYNEWBORN & NILLY & NILLY'S PIBABY & FAMILY AND NOW I'M DEAD FROM CUTENESS.
There's also a pic for you, later, for the Nilly is very kind.
I can't stop smiling. Face almost hurts. So much to adore.
tommyrot - Feb 27, 2013 7:57:24 am PST #12959 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.
Yay!
Thanks, Shir.
Jesse - Feb 27, 2013 8:21:28 am PST #12960 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
BABY!!!
Liese S. - Feb 27, 2013 8:23:53 am PST #12961 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
NILLYNEWBORN SIGHTING! Yay, Shir, thanks for being our proxy.
I have had some super great conversations in airports/airplanes. Once I met a lady who was terrified of flying but loved loved SYTYCD and we spent the whole (truly horrible) flight distracting her and had a great convo. She lives in Santa Fe, and if it had been later, when social networking was prominent, I would definitely have kept touch with her. She was a Buffista spirit baby for sure.
Once I had a difficult but really good conversation with a bluesman who was flying home to attend the funeral of his brother who'd just been shot. He was this amazing, successful musician, and his brother was still stuck in the projects and was the victim of gang violence. Heartbreaking.
And this last time, I got into this really fun, life-affirming sort of freewheeling conversation with a woman who was headed back home to India for the first time since she'd been married (in the States, but to the appropriate, parentally approved person, ha!) who does clinical oncology studies and a guy from New York who runs a veterans advocacy program.
Afterwards I got on the plane and was all, "Who am I?"