And now my boy's in love. All hearts and flowers. But, doesn't it freak you out that she used to change your diapers? I mean, when you think about it, the first woman you boned is the closest thing you've ever had to a mother. Doing your mom and trying to kill your dad. Hm. There should be a play.

Angelus ,'Damage'


Natter 60: Gone In 60 Seconds  

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.


brenda m - Aug 18, 2008 2:44:21 pm PDT #4113 of 10003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Oh good lord. A friend just got engaged to this guy. (He's as charming as he sounds.)


Kat - Aug 18, 2008 2:50:15 pm PDT #4114 of 10003
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Steph, don't fear, I LOVE lists. I kind of wish my entirely family still wrote letters to Santa telling him what they wanted.

I do place a premium on getting things for people that they need or genuinely want.

When I had my Jesus birthday, lots of people bought me thematic Jesus presents which was sweet and I appreciated them, but frankly it was the thought that I appreciated more than the gift. It's often true of gifts.

And its compounded because the things I really need (help paying for childcare, money for gas) are not really gifts to be given so much.


JZ - Aug 18, 2008 2:50:45 pm PDT #4115 of 10003
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Oh good lord. A friend just got engaged to this guy. (He's as charming as he sounds.)

I can't wait to see where they register. You may have to give us minute-by-minute updates on the progress of their betrothal.


Cashmere - Aug 18, 2008 2:53:13 pm PDT #4116 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.

The Notorious Mr. Smay.

"Notoriety isn't as good as fame but it's heaps better than obscurity."--Good Omens


tommyrot - Aug 18, 2008 2:58:04 pm PDT #4117 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Back-To-School clothing ads, 1957

eta: A line of clothes for "plump" girls called Chubbettes?


beth b - Aug 18, 2008 3:02:26 pm PDT #4118 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Can you buy gift cards for gas stations? 'Cause that would be a cool gift for a number of people I know. ( like recent grads). For people in need of practical gifts, but not sure how they would take that kind of thing -- I disguise it. For one friend I got disposable cameras for her kids for Christmas -- and then a grocery gift card to pay for the pictures. More $$ than she would need for that - so she could spend her paycheck on xmas.

brenda -- that guy lives in my neighborhood. or his brother or cousin. the guy in my neighborhood spends all his time suing the city. so he doesn't have to spend money on keeping up his building


tommyrot - Aug 18, 2008 3:04:35 pm PDT #4119 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Can you buy gift cards for gas stations?

I was thinking, "What, you buy x-mas cards for your gas station attendants?"


beth b - Aug 18, 2008 3:06:25 pm PDT #4120 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

wait ... gas station attendants -- you mean people run these places?


tommyrot - Aug 18, 2008 3:08:31 pm PDT #4121 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Who else do you buy the candy from? Unless they have candy machines....


Calli - Aug 18, 2008 3:12:58 pm PDT #4122 of 10003
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

My family is all about the lists, at least for Christmas. (My sister and I have gotten into the habit of Amazon.com gift certificates for birthdays, which suits each of us just fine.) My sister's 8 years older than I, and left for college when I was 8. After that we were never in the same city for more than 2 weeks in a given year. 32 years later I'd know what color and style sweater would appeal to her? Sorry, not likely. And as her kids were born after I'd moved out of state there's no way in hell I'd know what to get them without a list. Her husband always needs driving gloves. I don't know why—maybe he sacrifices them to the gods of power-boating every April in a lavish ceremony redolent of WD-40 and myrrh. Meh, gloves I can find.

I wish my sister and her brood would pay more attention to Dad's lists, to be honest. They get him the belt/driving mocs/scarf/whatever that he asks for, and then they also get him some nifty techie thing that he can't figure out, loses the instructions and a couple of pieces for, and then asks me to make it work for him.