Well, the snow and the smoke detectors are cousins-in-evil. Sort of like cousins-in-law, only not as nice.
I can beat up demons until the cows come home, and then I can beat up the cows.
Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Beverly - Feb 02, 2010 8:23:03 pm PST #5858 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Stephanie - Feb 02, 2010 8:30:54 pm PST #5859 of 30001
Trust my rage
I used to think that Ellie and Lillian looked a lot alike. Not si much now but in the first two years.
Liese S. - Feb 02, 2010 8:37:02 pm PST #5860 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Everyone thinks my sister and I look alike. Which we don`t, other than being the same race. But we do laugh alike, which for some reason befuddles all her linguist buddies.
DavidS - Feb 02, 2010 8:38:25 pm PST #5861 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I used to think that Ellie and Lillian looked a lot alike.
Well, they were both exceptionally pretty toddlers. They had that in common.
aurelia - Feb 02, 2010 8:41:25 pm PST #5862 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Hm. I may or may not have a free ticket to see August: Osage County tomorrow.
P.M. Marc - Feb 02, 2010 10:39:14 pm PST #5863 of 30001
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 used to think that Ellie and Lillian looked a lot alike. Not si much now but in the first two years.
Me too, those first couple years.
Cass - Feb 02, 2010 10:44:56 pm PST #5864 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Jilli and Cass could be a team of crack investigators... skulking around at night... finding little gothlings to help them break in to locked places with wee openings... and then SETTING WATER ON FIRE.
Best. Night. Ever.
Daisy Jane - Feb 03, 2010 12:27:05 am PST #5865 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I have heard really good things about that show, aurelia.
§ ita § - Feb 03, 2010 2:02:09 am PST #5866 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Grump. Been up an hour now, and not feeling the sleepiness.
Calli - Feb 03, 2010 2:33:12 am PST #5867 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Timelies, all! I woke up at 4 am for no good reason, and tonight I have flight class which will keep me out until around 11. Probably after 11, since the roads will start icing over after dark, and instead of the back roads I'll need to take the highways home, which will tack on several miles and minutes. We had about three times as much reading as usual for class this week. Even with being snowed in for the weekend I had trouble finishing it. All good stuff to know (radio comms, airport types, altitude and physiology), but kind of a lot to absorb.
When I was in Greece last fall, a waiter tried to guess where all of the tourists were from, and then use their language when waiting on them. I heard German, Russian, Spanish, French, and English from him (as well as Greek, of course). It was very impressive. When he got to my traveling buddy and I he started off in English, then looked at me and frowned. "Where are you from?" "I'm American." "Really? OK, before that--your family. Finnish?"
My dad's family were all from Finland, so I copped to it and we went on with our meal. (He didn't try to take my order in Finnish, which is a relief. The three words of Finn I know do not include the word for "squid.") But I hadn't really considered that Finns had a specific look. I figured my appearance was just sort of generic northern European.