Tracy: Well-- That call -- That call means you just murdered me. Mal: No, son. You murdered yourself. I just carried the bullet a while.

'The Message'


Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Tom Scola - Jan 08, 2020 1:46:23 pm PST #15373 of 30019
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.

Yay, amyth!!


DavidS - Jan 08, 2020 1:48:16 pm PST #15374 of 30019
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I love seeing this round of good news among buffistae!

Cindy, I'm so glad he's headed back to school.

Laura, I'm also very glad that your son has found a job that's getting him up and moving around at least. Computers might be a bad fit for him in some ways. I wonder if applying his problem solving acumen to something like a contractor type job might be more engaging and lean towards his strengths and away from his temptations.

Woo hoo, on Epic getting her living space in order.

Woo hoo, on Miley finding such a sweet home and offloading of Legos.

Glad to have Tim lined up for the surgery and that they can do it without cracking him open like a lobster.

Gud, it's been fascinating watching your spicy brained son grow up. That's fantastic that he's already got something lined up after college. Though I expect that by the time he finishes college he'll have a bunch of headhunters hunting for his head.

Cool beans, on autonomy and mobility, amyth!


Steph L. - Jan 08, 2020 2:22:10 pm PST #15375 of 30019
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Today I drove myself to my clinic appointment. I hadn't driven in nine weeks, so it feels really good to get some of my independence back. My friends have been beyond amazing, but being able to go places on my own has helped my mood considerably.

Did you feel like a teenager with a new drivers license, full of sweet sweet FREEEEEDOM? (Blasting the Violent Femmes is optional but encouraged.)


meara - Jan 08, 2020 2:57:22 pm PST #15376 of 30019

Omg, not being able to drive for four months when I broke my ankle was the WORST—and I live in an area with walkable stuff and plenty of public transit and plentiful Ubers. I totally get it amyth!


EpicTangent - Jan 08, 2020 3:01:51 pm PST #15377 of 30019
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

I can't even imagine, amyth! (Because I live in the burbs and not driving = not going much of anywhere). I can only imagine how amazing it must be to back behind the wheel (literally & figuratively)!

Thanks, David, for pointing out what a positive pattern today has. Yay for good newses!


sj - Jan 08, 2020 6:45:23 pm PST #15378 of 30019
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I can remember how truly giddy I was the first time I could drive again after my csection and to be able to go to the market by myself. I'm glad you're able to drive today amyth.


amych - Jan 08, 2020 6:59:12 pm PST #15379 of 30019
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Blasting the Violent Femmes is optional

The hell it is.


DavidS - Jan 08, 2020 7:44:04 pm PST #15380 of 30019
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

The hell it is.

It is required! I've F2F proof of such.


NoiseDesign - Jan 08, 2020 8:59:03 pm PST #15381 of 30019
Our wings are not tired

I didn't want to talk about this over on FB, but I needed to put it out there, and this seems apt since many of you were actually there for this.

I'm in Madison, WI for a few days for a theatre conference and as I landed here it hit me that the last time I was in Madison it was for the F2F. For those of you who where there you might remember that it was partway through that night that I got the call that my Dad was sick and I should probably head home just in case. A month later he was gone.

It's was also my mom's birthday today.

I'm just sad. I'm not even 50 yet and they are both gone, and I miss them. I don't know what I'm feeling beyond that. Adulting right now is exhausting me, and sometimes I just have a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that they are both gone and that at this point it's been years since they died, in the case of my Dad more than a decade.

Sorry to bring it all down with this, I just needed to get this out of my head. Thank you all.


P.M. Marc - Jan 08, 2020 10:31:32 pm PST #15382 of 30019
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

I'm sorry. That combination of location and timing really sucks.