"I picked the wrong day to quit sniffing glue."
Hec beat me to it.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
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.
Frankenbuddha - Jul 13, 2011 7:00:10 am PDT #16478 of 30001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Toddson - Jul 13, 2011 7:00:38 am PDT #16479 of 30001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Experience tells me that no matter how ugly the piece of clothing, someone, somewhere, will buy and wear it.
§ ita § - Jul 13, 2011 7:01:07 am PDT #16480 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Whatever. It was just an external massage. I note they don't say rape.
tommyrot - Jul 13, 2011 7:03:00 am PDT #16481 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Tilda Swinton: Our New Favorite Androgynous Alien
We've always loved Tilda Swinton — especially after seeing her as three color-coded dancing cyborgs — but her subversive new photoshoot for W Magazine has redoubled our affections.
She's doing a tribute to David Bowie's performance in The Man Who Fell to Earth — but with a lot of other insane stuff mixed in. Some of the photos almost make her look like the world's most dapper Changeling from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. The longer we stare at these photos, the more we see in them. Check out more at the link.
Has The Man Who Fell to Earth been re-released? It's playing this weekend at The Music Box Theatre....
eta: W magazine photos - bigger and more! [link]
hippocampus - Jul 13, 2011 7:03:59 am PDT #16482 of 30001
not your mom's socks.
They don't? I thought they did. I skimmed until I got to some of her statements and my brain shut down. It doesn't matter who's doing it. Still. Rape. I'm pretty ok that she kicked him when he broke in, but she could have called the cops then.
ETA - ok, my brain edited in the word. Should be there.
§ ita § - Jul 13, 2011 7:07:45 am PDT #16483 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
No. Apparently she used him as a sex slave and had sex with him multiple times. No one says rape until the comments, and half of those are "lucky dog".
hippocampus - Jul 13, 2011 7:12:29 am PDT #16484 of 30001
not your mom's socks.
See, I didn't read those, because I'm a wuss. I hesitated for a couple hours before posting the link too. See? wuss.
Nora Deirdre - Jul 13, 2011 7:20:14 am PDT #16485 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Not surprisingly, the blog post on the Colonial African wedding RACEFAIL Extravaganza has been BA-LEETED!
Tom Scola - Jul 13, 2011 7:24:23 am PDT #16486 of 30001
hwæt
Strunk fell back, exhausted onto the great number of dead leaves that were lying on the ground.
"That was incredible," he sighed - his voice passive. "I - I can't describe…"
White smiled, and kissed him again. "It's alright, my darling," he said. "After all - you always said we should omit needless words."
Ginger - Jul 13, 2011 7:32:14 am PDT #16487 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Strunk and White would never have a relationship that was that badly punctuated, not to mention the perversion of "alright."