Okay, I did a quick skip and jump, and finally caught one scene with obvious white eyeliner. My question is: why would they do this? White line on a white eyeball does not make the eyes pop, it looks like a whitish line. It was the scene before Steve goes off to investigate on his own. It really was badly done. I have a bad feeling that this cannot be unseen.

Aha, I have found the solution to the neighbor's dog downstairs when he gets a little too enthusiastic about barking at every noise. Fido, meet alpha wolf making confrontational howl!

I just played that in my office and both dogs came in from outside to investigate.

There's a concession stand (those hamburgers were GOOD) and a big playground for the kids, and security, and it was PACKED and everyone was considerate and it was fun. And I may have made a friend.

Fun! You were rewarded for getting out of the house too.

But, most places aren't dense markets, so they are a great idea.

I've never gotten one to work anywhere. City, highway, dirt road in the middle of nowhere - IME they need constant fiddling regardless.

Unlike the white eyeliner in Avengers and IM3. (To be fair, Chris Evans had it in Avengers, too.

Heh. But it's such a good cosmetic trick.

Sure, I do it all the time on the inner corner of my eyes. But I'm not in extreme closeup on a big screen. (Plus, I still think it was heavy-handed. If you know your actors' faces are going to be in extreme close-up, back off the whiteliner.)

Okay, I did a quick skip and jump, and finally caught one scene with obvious white eyeliner. My question is: why would they do this? White line on a white eyeball does not make the eyes pop, it looks like a whitish line. It was the scene before Steve goes off to investigate on his own. It really was badly done. I have a bad feeling that this cannot be unseen.

When it's done properly it really does brighten up the eye area. It is a godsend when you're tired, because it fakes a (more) wide-awake look.

Hubby is very pleased with his latest pun and asked me to share. I love the man and am indulging.

He's watching some nature special, and he came back to my office with a big grin. "How is a polar bear attack like baby food?"

I sighed. "How."

"Well, a polar bear growls, so that's Grr. And he's in a cold place, so--"

I groaned. "And that's Brr."

He cackled delightedly. "Made you groan!" And went off.

And, in an unnecessary addendum, he wants it pointed out that he is on a lot of drugs.

Duly noted, Connie. "On a lot of drugs" is a pretty valid pun defense. He owes you some smooches for indulging him on that one.

ION, our pastor just dropped the shilly-shallying and beating-round-the-bushing and just out and out bluntly stated in his homily that we should all be hoping and praying for the day when the Church accepts the spiritual gifts women have to offer and honors the lifelong commitments made by its LGBT members. Which is pretty stunning, considering he comes from a very theologically conservative region and has only been in the US for about five years. And now I'm worried that one of the archdiocesan tattle-tales who periodically make the rounds of all the inclusive parishes to snitch to the archbishop's office was here today and is going to Make A Report and Stir Some Shit. If not today, then sometime in the foreseeable future, because now that he's said it out loud I doubt he's going to never say it again.

But, man, I'm glad he said it. Ridiculously, heart-burblingly glad.

I've never gotten one to work anywhere.

Huh. My sister has had good luck with them, even though she ended up with a tape deck in the end. I think she even had one working in DC, which surprised me. I've also used the technology successfully in New Orleans, but in LA I'm not sure where I'd even try and start.

That's amazing, JZ.