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Spike: Heard what happened up top, offing your dad and all. Don't know if you know this, but, uh…I killed my mum. Actually, I'd already killed her, and then she tried to shag me, so I had to-- Wesley: Thank you. I'm…very comforted.
'Lineage'
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.
msbelle - Jun 10, 2013 9:13:26 am PDT #25464 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Sophia Brooks - Jun 10, 2013 9:14:29 am PDT #25465 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
I assumed there were pictures or line drawings and you had to choose which one was Pollack. But you are right-- I have no idea! I guess I would call it spatter.
aurelia - Jun 10, 2013 9:14:37 am PDT #25466 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Abstract Expressionism. Or spatter works, too.
Jesse - Jun 10, 2013 9:14:51 am PDT #25467 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Fingers crossed this is simple and straightforward and does not mess up the closing.
This one!
Do people send you asks or otherwise reach out to the person behind the Good Stuff?
I get the occasional thank-you note, which is nice.
Jesse - Jun 10, 2013 9:22:21 am PDT #25468 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
ita, do you have anything to email back to NetGate?
Dana - Jun 10, 2013 9:23:47 am PDT #25469 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Sophia Brooks - Jun 10, 2013 9:25:06 am PDT #25470 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
Cicely Tyson from last night:
Glen Weldon was right-- she is wearing a tesseract!
Tom Scola - Jun 10, 2013 9:25:12 am PDT #25471 of 30001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
That's the Carol Burnett, "Went With the Wind" look, right?
§ ita § - Jun 10, 2013 9:26:39 am PDT #25472 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Abstract Expressionism
This was the answer! And I guess he'd fall into the category of employing "chance art" but since I HAVE SEEN ZERO POLLACK I couldn't make that decision myself. Luckily my guess was right.
Jesse--I haven't checked my personal mail yet today, so let me go have a look.
Guy I yell at over the cube wall announced that he has an ex who's into Doctor Who and Supernatural. I told him to find out her favourite doctor and her favourite Winchester. I've told him that if the answers are John and/or < 8 to pop the question and don't come back till he's married.
Matt the Bruins fan - Jun 10, 2013 9:45:45 am PDT #25473 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Our downtime this weekend prevented me from mentioning the WTF? wait service I received at Saturday lunch when I drove back through Tallahassee to try the locally-owned seafood restaurant again.
When my waitress approached the table she first asked if I had any questions about the menu. I did, and her answer led directly to me saying that sounded great and ordering the dish I asked about. Whereupon she huffed, introduced herself and said welcome to the restaurant in a snippy tone that made it clear she was put out and expecting an apology for my jumping the gun. Then she brought me the wrong salad dressing, pointedly avoided eye contact for the next 10 minutes or so while passing by repeatedly, and never brought promised napkins or a straw (which I didn't need, but you better believe I noticed by the fourth lapse after making me feel awkward and unwelcome).
Now the food itself came out quickly and was so spectacular it would have made up for anything short of being served via being mashed directly into my face James Cagney-style. But she only got 12% rather than a one penny tip because I didn't want to stiff the miracle workers in the kitchen. And if I'd been staying in Tallahassee rather than passing through with another 370 miles to go that day, the manager and I would have had a grim conversation about customer service.