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| 2008-05-16 11:55 |
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OK, you guys know the new "Expand" function that lj just rolled out for long comment threads? Sometimes on some posts it shows up and sometimes it doesn't, for me. Is there any rhyme or reason to this? How can I get it so it always shows up?
love, Confused in Albequerque
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Here it is. My long overdue account of what I did on the weekend.
My little sister and I took a little trip to the city to see Jason Palmer, Ron Glass and Nathan Fillion.
For those who want to know more follow the cut.
Also I have now seen the pilot episodes for Drive, Pushing Daisies and Reaper. Drive was very entertaining. I thought it had much 'Lost' potential. I can't see why on earth it was cancelled except that we all know what network it was on. >:(
I absolutley loved Pushing Daisies. I can't wait until it starts up here so I watch the whole season.
Reaper though didn't interest me at all. It seemed rather average to me and none of the characters were all that interesting. Does it get better?
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I'm working on a side writing project right now, as a way to unwind, and at this point I'm kind of frightened of the levels of meta I have achieved.
I'm writing fanfic, for a show that doesn't exist, as someone other than me, who also doesn't exist. And at some point in the near future there will be RPS of people who don't exist who are working on the show that doesn't exist...written by people who don't exist.
I'm really not insane. It's just, there's a lot of room in my head where math was supposed to go, and I have to fill it somehow.
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I GOT TIRED OF TELLING YOU BOZOS WHAT YOU WERE TOO LAZY TO READ SO DUPLICATE REQUESTS FOR THE SAME PERSON/OBJECT GOT THEIR ASSES KICKED OFF THE RIDE. SOME MAY HAVE JUMPED OR FLOWN AWAY.
I TOOK EGGIEF'S POLICY ON GRANDFATHERING IN OLD TIMER MEMBERS.

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sailorptah posted some art here with Stephen dressed as a robot. You know, Colbits. So I drew a couple of stuff based on that thing too, 'cause she said any form of expansion was alright.
Title: Plummy's Little Monsters Subjects: Jon Stewart, Stephen Colbert, Amy Sedaris, Paul Dinello Rating: G Description: Plummy takes Jon's instructions a little bit too literally. Disclaimer:Any similarity between the fictional version of the person portrayed here and the actual persons is purely coincidental. This is a work of fiction. This is not an attempt to defame the character of said person on the basis of libel, as the work is FICTIONAL (and NOT an intently false statement created with the express purpose of misleading others about the actual character of said person).
Any mention of 'The Daily Show', 'The Colbert Report', 'Viacom', any associated entites, or any copyrighted material pertaining therein is reasonably protected by the Fair Use Rule of the United States Copyright Act of 1976 and is not intended to infringe upon any copyrighted material.
Note: Those things on the floor? They're googly-eyed clams. Seriously. And why am I not allowed to put tags...?
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After our rousing game of Mornington Crescent the other day, I decided to see if I could find any recordings of I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue, the radio show which so popularised it after it fell into postwar disfavour. I managed to find a torrent download of the entire run of the show, which is pretty impressive considering it's been going since the seventies.
Last night it finished downloading and I listened in on a few episodes. Sugar the Gassiest Dog In The World was over, because his parents are out of town for the weekend and we're dogsitting (Sugar is distinct from That Dog in that he is well-mannered, thoroughly trained, and not in fact a pit bull). Sugar showed his appreciation for my choice of evening entertainment by puking twice within three hours of arrival.
At any rate, I enjoyed the show, because as it turns out I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue is like some kind of demon conglomeration of Quite Interesting, Never Mind The Buzzcocks, and Whose Line Is It Anyway (before Drew Carey got hold of it and turned it into one long gay joke, anyway). It may in fact be the distant ancestor of all of them. Four reasonably witty, urbane men are put in front of microphones and forced to play games they haven't got a chance of winning while being scored by an arbitrary judge who plays favourites. It's all I listened to on the commute to work this morning and I can feel myself becoming more English as I go.
That having been said, their rendition of Mornington Crescent is deeply inferior to the round we just played. From the sound of it they're playing by Universal Amateur rules with the international exception, so I suppose we can't really make the comparison, but it just goes to show that it really is a game of strategy as well as knowledge.
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...I think I may have just got bitten by a fic-bunny. Shortfic-bunny. (Fic-kit? Fic-kindle?)
I HAVE EXAMS IN FOUR DAYS, JARVIS.
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