I'm not sure I can pinpoint it. It just doesn't feel like a you show--too much suspension of belief or something.
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
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.
Thanks Java cat--I think I have it covered though.
Teppy, did you watch "Arrested Development"? One of my favorite scenes EVER was when the Bluths reminisced about the pictures instead of grades...thanks for the reminder.
I *loved* Arrested Development!
Dear Castle,
My dad's been hit harder than that stunt and lived. Wounds make no sense. Mine's sheared off half his face. Road rash, not gashes.
But I guess it's just tv.
"Totes"? You've been hanging with a bad crowd, my friend, picking up their "lingo."
I learned it from Jesse and msbelle!
You did not learn it from me. Bon bon, maybe.
Maybe Bon. Maybe Rio.
I totes use totes.
I am against the use of "totes" unless it is followed by "magotes."
Heathens.
OK, I have no idea why I am noticing this now, but city is loud. Not just the nearby traffic and sirens, but a low ambient whubub. It's kinda freaking me out that I can pick it out. Out where my parents live, it's nature and the occasional whoosh of a vehicle up I-25. Up in the mountains, rush of the wind in the pines, and absent that, you'd occasionally be able to hear traffic down in the valley, 4000ft below. In Bhutan it was.... a barking dog, rush of the river below. But so much silence. But I've lived in the city for 12 years. I kinda ignored it.
And suddenly this week, I can hear the city. I can't escape it. It's like an olfactory supersensitivity. It's making me a little weird.