I have lots of degrees! 35 of them! But its windy as shit and the dog seems to thing she should get to go outside all the time.
It's like, in the middle of all this, I'm paranoid that you'll think I don't like poetry.
Buffy ,'Empty Places'
Natter 56: ...we need the writers.
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.
Trudy Booth - Jan 19, 2008 6:14:13 pm PST #4233 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
sarameg - Jan 19, 2008 6:19:04 pm PST #4234 of 10001
My brother caught a little snow. Nothing as bad as we did, though. But it is Birmingham and they are even less prepped than here.
What did he send me pix of? One of D on the deckin wee snow and..one of his 3 turbos. Snork.
Kathy A - Jan 19, 2008 6:42:30 pm PST #4235 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I knew that, with the cold, the bookstore today would be either deader than dead or busier than hell. I got both. We were deader than dead until 11:15, and then just swamped until I left at 5:00.
Why? Why did all of those people venture forth from their toasty warm houses into twenty below windchills? Why did they all want me to wrap their books? Why?
aurelia - Jan 19, 2008 7:24:10 pm PST #4236 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
I'm thinking I may as well drive and eat the parking cost. On the plus side, I'll get home much faster.
Kathy, I have no answers to those questions. I could see how coffee and books seemed like a more immediate cozy (than home) from the vantage point of the parking lot. But why they ventured out in the first place? Who knows.
Consuela - Jan 19, 2008 9:25:21 pm PST #4237 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Okay, back.
So, NewYorkistas: is the name Danny Hoch familiar to you? Because if it's not, it should be.
And Bay Area-istas should make an attempt to see "Taking Over" at the Berkeley Rep, if you can. It's a fab one-man show about gentrification in Brooklyn: look, someone talking about class and race in America! Shocking, I know! Funny, grim, horrible, and brutally true. The scene with the hipster gal in the poncho, selling vintage t-shirts and used cds on the sidewalk? Was painfully, painfully accurate. Ouch.
Talented guy, honestly. Very very talented. "We asked for better schools and they gave us muffins."
NoiseDesign - Jan 19, 2008 9:37:53 pm PST #4238 of 10001
Our wings are not tired
I worked a little bit with Danny quite a few years ago at the Ojai Playwrights Festival. He was workshopping some of his new material. Seems like a really interesting guy.
meara - Jan 19, 2008 9:38:54 pm PST #4239 of 10001
"We asked for better schools and they gave us muffins."
I somehow feel this needs to be related to "Eat a muffin, whitey!"
Lee - Jan 19, 2008 9:55:26 pm PST #4240 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Ugh. The guy upstairs from me is playing music that isn't even that loud, but the bass or speaker vibrations or something are coming through loud and clear through my ceiling.
Consuela - Jan 19, 2008 9:59:44 pm PST #4241 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
I somehow feel this needs to be related to "Eat a muffin, whitey!"
Hand to god, that was exactly what I thought of at that line!
aurelia - Jan 19, 2008 10:23:25 pm PST #4242 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Ugh. The guy upstairs from me is playing music that isn't even that loud, but the bass or speaker vibrations or something are coming through loud and clear through my ceiling.
That sucks. I get that a lot. And when both my upstairs neighbors are home I swear it sounds like they are hosting a clogging school for sumo wrestlers. I never hear anything through the walls, but there obviously isn't much sound absorption between floors.