There are no absolutes. No right and wrong. Haven't you learned anything working for the Powers? There are only choices.

Jasmine ,'Power Play'


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.


Steph L. - Feb 04, 2010 10:51:49 am PST #6212 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

My ringtone is the Sanford & Son theme for The Boy (he works for a scrap yard/industrial recycler [and has hoarder tendencies]), Addams Family theme for any family member, and some generic Nokia tone for everyone else.

Two benadryls, 1 episode of Justice League, and 1 hour of napping later, and my head hurts less (if I had to quantify it, I'd say maybe 25% less). So I might eat some cereal, watch more Justice League, and try for more napping.


Ginger - Feb 04, 2010 10:52:02 am PST #6213 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Also, any idiot can cut you with a knife, so they're extra dangerous.

As Lord Peter Wimsey said, "A bullet, you see, may go anywhere, but steel's almost bound to go somewhere."


msbelle - Feb 04, 2010 10:52:13 am PST #6214 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

2 hours at the Dr. grrr. BK for lunch.


Steph L. - Feb 04, 2010 10:55:00 am PST #6215 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

As Lord Peter Wimsey said, "A bullet, you see, may go anywhere, but steel's almost bound to go somewhere."

I need to read those books.

My mom, when I was young and she was instilling the Never Get In A Car With A Stranger rule, said that even if someone threatens you with a gun, you never get in that car, but intead start running, because if you run, they likely won't shoot you (or they'll miss), but if you get in the car, you've just acquiesced to all manner of nasty things.


Lee - Feb 04, 2010 10:56:05 am PST #6216 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

My phone doesn't ring often enough for me to be willing to care about the ring tone.


§ ita § - Feb 04, 2010 10:56:31 am PST #6217 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

"A bullet, you see, may go anywhere, but steel's almost bound to go somewhere."

The krav example is to try and take an unsheathed tube of lipstick away from a resisting five year old. You're gonna get it on you.


Liese S. - Feb 04, 2010 11:01:43 am PST #6218 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

My phone's ringtone is a ring. Like ones telephones make. Because it's a phone. And it's ringing. All I want to know is that someone is calling me. I don't want to suddenly be treated to a rendition of any music. I just want to be notified, so I can pick up the phone and say, "Hello?" in an irritated voice.

</curmudgeon with tech tendencies>


ChiKat - Feb 04, 2010 11:03:04 am PST #6219 of 30001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

I love Liese. That is all.


Vortex - Feb 04, 2010 11:05:42 am PST #6220 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Not being embarassed if it went off inappropriately was a key factor in my song choice.

this is generally the case, except for the ringtone for my friend L, which begins "It's Britney, bitch"

Or, as they said on Criminal Minds:

Hotch: The maximum distance an attacker with a knife can close in the time it takes to react, draw your sidearm and fire is twenty-one feet.

John Blackwolf (cool native american guest star who also played Bobby on Saving Grace): Inside twenty-one feet, I win. Outside twenty-one, I have other options besides shooting a man.

Reid: Like negotiating.

Blackwolf: Like running.


§ ita § - Feb 04, 2010 11:06:00 am PST #6221 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

But suppose someone else's phone rang the same way, Liese? Then you wouldn't be an individual anymore!