All right, yes, date and shop and hang out and go to school and save the world from unspeakable demons. You know, I wanna do girlie stuff!

Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'


Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.  

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.


DavidS - Sep 12, 2010 8:02:25 am PDT #23506 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Happy birthday, P-cow!

Scientists create robots with the ability to lie to humans:

I'm imagining all robots being like Jon Lovitz now. "Yeah, that's right. I calculated your flight path down to the nanonometer. You won't come anywhere near that tropical depression."


-t - Sep 12, 2010 8:08:39 am PDT #23507 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Come on, scientists, d'you think people wrote those cautionary scifi stories for fun!


sumi - Sep 12, 2010 8:30:00 am PDT #23508 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!

Happy Birthday,P-C!


Matt the Bruins fan - Sep 12, 2010 8:50:34 am PDT #23509 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

Happy Birthday, Polter-Cow!

Belated Happy Birthdays to Spidra and Trudy.


beth b - Sep 12, 2010 8:54:40 am PDT #23510 of 30001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

happy birthday Polter - Cow


Liese S. - Sep 12, 2010 9:24:16 am PDT #23511 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Admittedly it was the first time we`d seen them, but the SO & I were delighted to see both of the twins` developmental status.
 
Ooh, and Kat, I need some reconnaissance on D. You might know since you set her up in her dorm. Like, does she have a coffee maker? Microwave? Freezer? Hotpot?


Spidra Webster - Sep 12, 2010 9:28:10 am PDT #23512 of 30001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

Happy birthday, Polter-Cow!

Dana, I'm sorry for your loss.


Kate P. - Sep 12, 2010 9:41:10 am PDT #23513 of 30001
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love

Kate, NP, I don't think I've ever said. It's about 50 miles east of Nashville, near Carthage, in the middle of fucking nowhere, where "fucking nowhere" = "no cell phone reception on any carrier".

Zen, hope you guys made it there OK! And if you feel like escaping to Nashville for a little while, I'd love to meet up, but no worries if you don't have the time or energy.

Mmmmmmm, now I want salty caramel ice cream!


Spidra Webster - Sep 12, 2010 9:42:37 am PDT #23514 of 30001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

Someone on the Greater Bay Area Costumers Guild list had this link to a cool site that takes donations of old patterns, hooks people up with missing pattern pieces, and allows people to trade for patterns. Such a cool idea and I wish I'd discovered it sooner! [link]


Pix - Sep 12, 2010 9:53:38 am PDT #23515 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.

Ok, could you folks use a laugh? Because I had the funniest texting conversation in my entire life last night, so much so that I decided I had to immortalize it. I typed up the transcript and am thinking about cutting/pasting it over here. It was between my two best friends (C and B) and me. The two of them went to the Hollywood Bowl to see a concert last night and proceeded to get very drunk on red wine, despite the fact they had to catch a flight to Mexico today for C's sister's wedding. Hilarity ensued.