Mal: Take your people and go. Captain: You would have done the same. Mal: We can already see I haven't.

'Out Of Gas'


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.


§ ita § - Jul 31, 2011 5:45:03 pm PDT #18793 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I am watching The Hangover and Ken Jeong just appeared. Wait, no, Mike Tyson. So random.


Lee - Jul 31, 2011 5:48:55 pm PDT #18794 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Perkins, you are a total Vegas natural!

You should see Juliana!

That was a very tasty martini.


Stephanie - Jul 31, 2011 5:52:06 pm PDT #18795 of 30001
Trust my rage

In the semi-awkward news:

Our next door neighbor is an Episcopalian priest and his wife and three kids. ONe of the little boys is Ellie's best friend. Our backyards sort of form a V so that from the backyard, you can easily look into the back of either house, although we each look out and can't see the other person's house.

Anyway, they must have friends over tonight because even though it's dark, I can hear them in the back yard. And I just finished watching True Blood which happened to have 2 naked sex scenes tonight. Which I enjoyed and it's their own damn fault if they are looking in my windows, but still, I feel a little dirty. Now I'm about to watch Breaking Bad. Less sex, more drugs and violence!!

eta: and then probably SPN after that - so horror, demons, and blood!


bon bon - Jul 31, 2011 5:54:34 pm PDT #18796 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Barcelona is on my "to visit" cities! I really need to go. My Spanish won't hack it, but I figure the ocean/sea will be worth it.

English is pretty much the language Europeans use when they travel in foreign countries, so you'll be fine almost everywhere. Everywhere a tourist spends money, someone can communicate with you, somehow.


shrift - Jul 31, 2011 5:56:37 pm PDT #18797 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

I really enjoyed Barcelona when I was there in 1998.

Sounds like an awesome trip, shrift! Yay! Now we plan for Hawaii?

Ha ha. Dude, I still have jet lag! But I'll figure out how many vacation days I have left after VividCon and DragonCon tomorrow at work.


smonster - Jul 31, 2011 6:00:21 pm PDT #18798 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Nonian, Episcopal priests are pretty chill, in my admittedly somewhat limited experience.


Stephanie - Jul 31, 2011 6:03:16 pm PDT #18799 of 30001
Trust my rage

Yeah, they are actually very cool people and serve margaritas to me most Saturday nights.


smonster - Jul 31, 2011 6:25:03 pm PDT #18800 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

They do like their booze!

Dishes done. After scooping pans and taking out trash, I think it's time for bed. Here's hoping I can fall asleep. Leverage will have to wait until tomorrow, unless of course I can't sleep.


Strix - Jul 31, 2011 6:25:24 pm PDT #18801 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Isn't Episic the flavor that allows women to be ordained? And I recall that they were the only church to have an official presence at the recent pride parade in NYC after the gay marriage passed.

Anyway, your windows, your house, your rules. If people look in and see something they don't approve of, too fucking bad, IMHO.

When I had a first floor apartment on the Plaza (lots of foot traffic and an apartment building on the other side) a friend was aghast I didn't keep all of my shades permanently drawn to the edges. I walked around naked or in panties and a tank all the time, esp. in summer.

Dude. If someone saw a sliver of tit, or the whole monty, whatevs.

And anyone trying to sneak in my windows would encounter either (A) locks, shattering glass placed on the tops of the sills and windchimes and/or (B) a faceful of Mace, followed with a cast iron skillet to the head, and a filleting knife to the hands.

(Yeah, I had kitchen implements by my bed. Mugged once in own house, you develop Plans A, B, C and D.)

Current house is less defensible than apartment, but we do have a very barky dog. Since we have a child, I don't keep knives by all windows anymore, and we don't have a gun, as I would keep it in a gun safe, and render it pretty fucking ineffective in an emergency, plus I don't have the money to spend enough time at the range, but there's still...er, measures sprinkled throughout the house.

I love my husband, but I know I would be point person in an emergency. He's 140 lbs after a heavy meal, and I am way more aggro, crisis tested and trained than he. Someone more trained would have me, I know, but a casual B&E or an opportunity rapist would be in for a distinctly unpleasant surprise.


amych - Jul 31, 2011 6:28:17 pm PDT #18802 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

The Episcopal Church is one of many with women clergy and one of quite a few that show up to pride events -- but that's just by way of fact-check; to the broader point, hells yeah they're liberal and fabulous as all that.