The boy ain’t right.
At least one of you sickos laughed. Admit it.
I was too busy visualizing. :dubious:
What the heck–I’ll admit it.
Would you folks believe that Kn*ckers and I come from non-dysfunctional families? Who’d’a’thunkit?
An Enterprise “Event”:
“Shadows of P’anda”: The Vulcans of P’Jemm put out a call for Andorians, Suliban, Klingons, humans, and other Vulcans to join them for one big orgy festival which only takes place once every thousand years.
I hate kids. Humans should be born as adults.
That’d be kinda hard on the ol’ birth canal, don’tcha think?
Maybe he’s thinking of those gooey pods in The Matrix–or from the Borg, for that matter–where the human embryo grows to adulthood and isn’t actually born in the conventional sense.
Leaping fully grown from Zeus’ forehead.
“The benefits of a classical education”.
-Hans Gruber
“In the end, all you are is a petty thief.” - John McClain’s wife
“I am an exceptional thief!” - Hans Gruber
Holly Generro, D–kweed.
Now that was an interesting evening.
Started out by me hitching a ride to a party I was meeting the squeeze at. Just kind of a FUBAR day leading up to this… We were all (6 of us) gonna go together to party and then skip out early to catch the Eagles concert. well, my brother ended up in town on short notice, so I was just gonna hang with him for a while but not inconvenience the group plans, yada yada
wel, i get to party, ready to mingle and dance like Ford Prefect but squeeze is annoyed that it took me so long to get there. She really looked cute in those jeans, though, so I didn’t bite back.
Still, it was already past time for us to go to get to concert 30 miles away on time. (Party was out in boonies)
So, I end up just putting in an appearance and leaving. I didn’t say bye or anything, maybe no one notices for a while that we ditched party, right?
Well, on the way, nice girl friend (otherwise known as “good girl”) with us because husband is a jackass and won’t just up and goddam divorce her and leave already gets a phone call from hubby-ass telling her her mom just died. Coulda handled that better, I think. Well, of course, good girl is beside herself and very out of it. Poor thing. She knew her mom was on borrowed time, but when it actually happens, it is supremely rough.
Well, we take her home and are just gonna stay with her. Her daughter came home, though, and the squeeze (who is a very close friend of good girl) suggests that I go ahead and take everyone else to the now already started concert. After some hemming and hawing, I see her point. Good girl would feel guilty, nothing we could do now anyways, the others aren’t as close to good girl as squeeze is, yada yada…
So, off I go with a smaller group to the concert. One of friends from party gets hold of me and agrees to come for one of the empty seats, paying for it, of course. So, leaves one left over ticket which we all agree to buy off of good girl so she isn’t out any money. Gave it away to some kids at the door.
Concert is good, call squeeze a few times to see how things are holding up, all the while wondering if I shoulda stayed, too. Express this to squeeze who says no, good girl woulda felt horrible if I had done that, has major guilt probs concerning men anyways 'cause of jack ass husband. I don’t know though… still felt wrong.
Well, during break in concert for Joe Walsh to coke up, I get in line for a Shiner and guess who i should happen to run in to? Yipper, an ex from a little while back. (Damn, I sure seem to go through 'em…) Well, seeing me here, gf-less makes her speculate about it all, huh? I just smiled and waved. Sitting there on that sack of seeds. I don’t think she bought it and now I’m sure rumor of me and other nice girl at concert with us being together will start up. This girl likes to talk.
Well, concert ends, call squeeze to say I’m coming to get her and she has already made it home (good girl’s daughter) and is exhausted (emotionally drained) She asked how it was and I said “meh” and she said call her in morning, really wiped out.
So, I come home and get online.
Could my life and the events in it be any more weird?
I really feel for good girl, though. It’s hard to lose a loved one. Even a terminally ill loved one. I’m gonna make sure we do something nice for her when she gets back from funeral. Did I mention it’s all out of state? She needs and deserves our support.
And the Eagles were flawless.
Wow. What a day. Didn’t want to start a thread about it, and since all Trek threads are hijacks, I figger I’ll just add to this one.
ciao
I look forward to all your hijacks. The Eagles…Ah, yes, they did “Peculiar Sunrise.” 
Joe Walsh: “Life’s been good to me so faaaaarrr…” Cool!
I take it you’re feeling better?
And here are a few more 'jacks:
I was looking back at some old tapes of TNG, DS9 and VOY, counting how long they had for commercial breaks. Here’s a rough analysis:
TNG: about two minutes or so for each break.
DS9: 2.5 to 3 minutes or so
VOY: 2.5 to 3.5 minutes or so
And they all had longer teasers than ENT does.
ENT: nearly 4 minutes for each break, sometimes almost 5.
We’re getting 39 minutes of the show and 21 minutes of ads. John Billingsley was right. Where are we supposed to see all the stuff that’s being written and filmed and then edited for ads? On DVD in eight years? Rip-off, man. I’m gonna fire off a letter to Paramount.
In “The Best of Both Worlds,” both Riker and Picard mention some planet or system called Archer 4. Hmmmmm…I’m hoping it was named for Henry–unless his son does something valiant.
I liked their new song. That kind of old time spiritual with five part harmony.
Man, Walsh had some major playing in this show. I know what you’re doin’!
Frey was a little bit off on his stuff. Maybe he was ill?
But, it really was good, almost perfect show. Too bad they missed it.
*You better let somebody love you
Before it’s too
Late*
Cheers, I’m worn out from today. I got a bunch of us together to send a huge arrangement to the funeral home. And, of course, we’ll take good care when she gets back. The service is Wed, she should be back over the weekend.
Squeeze is staying here. But she was warped. Called me twice from work within minutes to tell me the same thing. I surrepticiously took flowers to her place while she was at work. No card. Just roses. Big hit. I’m such a sleeze that way. But, I really do love the effect on a woman’s face when she realizes I had plants killed for her.
Oh yeah, apparantly I’m going to San Fransisco late summer / early fall. A working vacation. Will update as I know more.
TTFN
As long as we’re continuting the hijack, I had an interesting experience today. I went with a friend from work to donate blood. First of all, I found that my donation total hit 4 gallons which I thought was a nice milestone. Then, because my friend was going to do a special type of donation, I decided to join him. What we did was what they called some type of “power donation.” It involves taking not one, but two pints of blood, which are then run through a machine to remove the red blood cells. Then, the plasma is pumped back into you along with some saline (It’s done in two stages - they take out a pint, put the plasma back in with saline, then repeat the process) I guess that, since they often don’t use whole blood, this is in many ways better because they can give two units of red cells from the same donor.
But I have to say, the part where they pumped the saline and plasma back into me was a bit unsettling. From my elbow up through my shoulder, I felt as though my upper arm had been dipped into ice from the inside. It just felt wrong. But, I can feel good about the donation, no matter how weird it was.
Oh, and NCB, I personally have stood on the corner in Winslow, Arizona. Unfortunately, there wasn’t a girl in a flat-bed anywhere in sight.
It made me shiver me timbers just to read about Linus’s adventure. Glad you could do it, though. I cannot. Tainted blood.
Nobody seems interested in rehashing the “Stigma” thread–and I couldn’t get it to come up on a search anyhow, making me wonder if the OP might have spelled it incorrectly back in February–so…are we continuing our endless catwalk?
No fascinating stuff to report from over here…Pilates again today. And, ummm, I’m rewriting a short story.
I think ENT goes back into production this Thursday.
My life’s boring : work, eat, compute, sleep… work, eat, compute, sleep.
I’ve managed to make it halfway through the episode where Archer’s buddy dies. It’s okay. Yeah, it’s the first episode on the tape… shut up. I don’t watch much TV.
Once, I ran to you
Now I run from you!
This tainted blood you’ve given
I gave you all a boy could give you…
Take my platelets, that’s not nearly all!
Tainted blood, oooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.
Blood donation hijack continuation:
When I gave blood in April, the CUTEST PHLEBOTOMIST EVER vampirized me. I hoped against hope he would be there when I went back in June.
He wasn’t. 
Maybe when I go again in August. Hope springs eternal, and all.
And the band was…Soft Cell!
Didn’t they also do “Sex Dwarf” ? (“Isn’t it nice, luring disco darlings to a life of vice”)
Ah, the '80s. Sigh. I miss 'em.
Aes, you still ain’t told me if you want “Stigma” or not, but I have a feeling you saw it, so you don’t. I’ll hold onto “Catwalk” for a bit to see if they run any other eps. from before Feb.
Works for me. Our versions were better anyway, despite the nasty things Aes said about me. Well, if not better, at least funnier.
Viva, Mrs. Linus is right with you on that - when I told her about it, she shivered and said that there’s no way she would do that - she doesn’t mind giving blood, but once its out, she wants it to stay out.
Kn*ckers, we must be on the same wavelength. I thought the same thing as soon as I saw Viva’s choice of words. When it comes to choice of phlebotomist, though, cute is the last thing on my mind. After a number of bad experiences with them trying to find my deep veins, I just ask for a supervisor right away.
Viva, I think Kn*cker’s version would be by Red Cell.