Oh, msbelle. In my mind, no one has moved from NY, and if that were true, you get an extra back-cracking hug from me.
She is so scared of this being the new her.
I thought I knew that fear. I do not know this fear, not compared to your friend. That's heartbreaking to hear.
Real World: Avengers Tower. Uh, who's the
one armed sex hobo?
I seem to be canon deficient.
So today is all the laundry, all the kitchen cleaning, so I'm good to go tomorrow morning. I come back late Saturday, so the next day is dilaudid and I will get nothing done. Maybe I'll get my hair cut. It's already short, but the lack of length is an emotional armour.
Oh,
Castle,
if only I knew someone like you wrt Scrabble. I wonder how many games we'll play over the next few days.
Hmm, I wonder in which ad I heard this song:
The song's voyeuristic lyrics mostly revolve around a woman's observation of an attractive black man making love to another woman, culminating in the oddly light-hearted but sexual chorus: "Gigantic, gigantic, gigantic / A big, big love".
That has to be terrifying for her, Suzi. I'm so sorry she's going through that, but I'm glad she has you.
D'er, Dana. Of course. I wasn't even thinking post Winter's Soldier. My Avengers brain is not up to date.
Talking about my older home nurse's big fannishness about GoT reminded me of the most surprising (okay, second--I changed my father's number on sexism--that's top ten EVER) conversation we had during Christmas--about Cheers. Turns out that my father was a massive fan, and my mother a pretty big one, and we spent forever discussing it, the spinoff, the careers of the actors--all prompted by a pretty long convo of Paul Walker.
My family talks a lot, but we so rarely intersect on TV or movies. I was definitely the one who knew the least, but I was the one whose phone responded vocally to voice questions, so I could keep up.
I had had every intention of donating my last phone to the National Coalition Against Domestic Violence, but am way behind donating everything (my closet is a Goodwill altar. Now my sister needs a phone, so I think I'm updating her to Android. I could stand a project, so I'll wipe it and install some stuff. I will also be getting her Android up to speed over the trip, and I'm in the process of training my father in simple Android so my family can have a communal tablet.
I know Apple would be easier, especially since I couldn't be tech support, but the bee is in my bonnet and there's no letting go.
about Cheers. Turns out that my father was a massive fan, and my mother a pretty big one, and we spent forever discussing it, the spinoff, the careers of the actors--all prompted by a pretty long convo of Paul Walker.
How did you get from Paul Walker to Cheers?
Hmm, I wonder in which ad I heard this song:
Gigantic by the Pixies? According to Wikipedia, a cover of it is being used in iPhone/iPod commercials.
How did you get from Paul Walker to Cheers?
Through Paul Newman, oddly enough. I think it was the jawlines that then took us to Sam Malone.
Gigantic by the Pixies?
Sorry--that wasn't a real question, just a comment on the appropriateness of the choice (I had to wiki to find the song's provenance). Is there a site or a tumblr or something with "Are you sure that's what you want to imply with your song choice, admaker?" I'd love to read about more than just the handful I know about.
Aw, Sam Malone. I was a huge Cheers fan while it was on, but only through the Diane years.
I was a huge Cheers fan while it was on, but only through the Diane years.
Woody, Cliff, Lilith, and Frazier were enough to keep me watching after Diane left.
I can't work out why I have no memory of watching it with him, either. With any of them. It was such a great show, which feels underappreciated because it never comes up in conversation, but well written and an amazing cast. Consistent, too.
