I'm so sorry, but if it makes you feel any better, my fun-time-Buffy party night involved watching a robot throw Spike through a window, so if you want to trade... no wait, I wouldn't give up that memory for anything.

Buffy ,'Get It Done'


Natter 69: Practically names itself.  

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 § - Nov 25, 2011 9:02:45 pm PST #8551 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

It's collectible.

Somewhat ironically, I suppose, that really means sellable. The high point isn't the keeping part of the collecting--they're not collectibles without a resale value.

The colours are very pretty. But my platonic butter dish is nice and cheap. I don't need much more than this, but the thing is, I want five of them.


Consuela - Nov 25, 2011 9:09:53 pm PST #8552 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

I don't get it, why do you need five butter dishes? They're not like plates or bowls, where you might actually be using more than one at a time...


Cass - Nov 25, 2011 9:11:27 pm PST #8553 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.

(I really like butter dishes--I don't know what's up with that)

This is me and carafes or pitchers. I would be a creepy hoarder given money, storage and opportunity. Mmmmm, glass containers for beverages.


§ ita § - Nov 25, 2011 9:56:58 pm PST #8554 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I don't get it, why do you need five butter dishes?

I could have different butters...

But mostly I just really like their form and enjoy looking at them. Having my eyes slide from dish to dish is very pleasing.


Beverly - Nov 26, 2011 12:47:27 am PST #8555 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Pitchers. Specifically, white cream pitchers.


Calli - Nov 26, 2011 1:26:03 am PST #8556 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

My mom had a lot of high windows in her last house. So she collected colored glass jugs and pitchers. They were very pretty when the sun shined through them.


Sue - Nov 26, 2011 2:15:37 am PST #8557 of 30001
hip deep in pie

I'm up waiting for a technician to come check my internet. But it's zippy again, so I am wondering if they did something remotely. But they haven't let me know they aren't coming....


Jesse - Nov 26, 2011 4:48:46 am PST #8558 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

This may be relevant to some people's interests here: http://thisismyj.am/ (Via erinaceous on twitter)


Amy - Nov 26, 2011 4:56:28 am PST #8559 of 30001
Because books.

I get a 404 from that link, Jesse.


Jesse - Nov 26, 2011 5:03:28 am PST #8560 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Hmph. Try this one? [link] I just wanted to point out the actual URL. (And I edited the last post, so it should work now.)