katt_goddess

Respect the cabbit.

Don't worry in the least, you did great. Maybe that other chat will stop bitching about your phone voice now. I spent most of my time sitting very still and not saying much of anything because I was afraid I'd have a leg spasm and kick a hole through the Death Row tank.

You can click on the Archives above the live video and click on various shows that have previously aired. I'm not sure how long any individual episode is up but Poof's episode should still be up for viewing for at least another week or so.

Sometimes the experience is worth more than the pittance I would have received and spent by now. It didn't even sequel. Plus, if I decide to go out and do big ol' public things again, they'll never be able to call on me for anything until they've dealt with this tiny little detail from the past. All in all, it potentially bites them far harder than it bites me.

You sound like you're jealous. I'm sure if you ask nice, he'll let you have a seat.

I want ying-yang kitties!

I can't completely because I don't want people to look up things on the internet trying to figure out exactly who I am / was / whatever but the generals were I was in a movie ages ago now and in order to help save money on things and stretch the budget further, most of the actors involved could get the equivalent of stock in the production as opposed to money upfront. I haven't heard anything since although that movie went out no problem, DVD release too. It's technically not an issue to me though. It's just one of those things that becomes a story to tell later.

Hey little wireless mouse, left click works when I want it to work not whenever you feel like acknowledging left click. And now you are a gutless wireless mouse splattered across the entire inside of a dumpster. WHO'S LAUGHING NOW, BITCH?

You'll end up like me - end up with a percentage of the profits of the program in question and never hear directly from the producer about the film again.

Stop googling Marvel porn and that will clear right up.

On the adult swim site, they do live streaming programs throughout the weekday. One of them is FishCenter Live where cameras are focused on the two big fish tanks they have in what used to be the edge of the Multimedia pit / .Com's general cubefarm. The fish swim, computer layers are used to project points for them to win and the hosts talk about pretty much anything. People can call in to win points for their favorite fish, contests are proposed and people e-mail stuff about it. They also have the occasional Guest Human(s) that sit in the building and get to watch the fish live during the show, Guest Bands / Musicians that show up for 'Concert Series' days [guests include not just Atlanta level locals but also people like George Clinton and Melissa Ethridge] , and Guest Moderators. I've been a 'Guest Human' [although I prefer to stick with being a behind-the-scenes ass] and Poof got to be a Guest Moderator just the past Tuesday.

To be truthful, lying to get into the service was a big thing back then. It was considered all patriotic and for a lot of people joining the military meant food, clothing, and medical services that they wouldn't have had access to in their own home settings. Asshole lied like a rug and got in. I think he was 16-17 max when he was shipped over to Korea and that would have been after time spent in bootcamp.

Bigger than Chris's. He made it into a reference in the song.

Same diff. With genius level genius stuffs, I could be constantly annoying people by making money doing random smart things just because I felt like it.

It had better be sci-fi level. Although, with 10 million, you could probably manage to get away with yelling at the TSA 'I'm MAD SCIENTIST' while wearing cat ears... Meh, going with the genius door. I can get into so much more trouble with smarts than money that will either run out or make me a target for thieving turds.

He also included you in today's intro for Kim Manning. Your feet are bigger than his. I mentioned to Chris that it would probably be really cool for you to have copies in some way of yesterday and today's intro songs so be prepared if someone there gets ahold of you with a music link or get a CD in the mail or something.

The Oregon Trail Generation would be anyone between late 70's - late 80's that remembers playing the Oregon Trail on yellowing MacIntoshs using the two floppy system. Honestly, the spread on these 'generations' changes every few years based on whether or not someone wants to be included in a given generation. I remember about 5 years ago that include massive overlap where the 'Greatest' stretched all the way across 'Boomers' and tickled the mid 70's. And now the 'Greatest' has withdrawn to it's gated nursing homes so it can scream at the 'Boomers' to get of their lawn and the 'Gen X' don't want to be associated with 'Boomers' because of video games or pot or something. I lost the memo. It wasn't written on Day-Glo paper.

Why did you include the warts in there? Are they so invasive that they can talk to you and keep you up at night with their various complaints? Seasonal Affective. You've said in the past that you use the special lights to help out with that but I'm guessing you haven't really kept up as much lately. The days are getting longer and that can sort of piss off your own internal clock. Try sleeping with one of those silk-sided eye masks on days where you can sleep in if you need to to start. It cuts the early light off and should help get things back under control again along with the multi-spectrum lights and keeping up with your meds.

The Greatest Generation

Is this flooring that will be there until you die or the house goes up in flames or are you looking to one day pull up all the flooring and have it all officially look nice once more? Because I'm not all that sure on a temporary treatment, but a 'permanent because screw it' fix would be to paint the cracks as the same color pattern as possible as the linoleum and then brush a matt sealer on the area with care to match up to the levels of the linoleum so it's all smooth when it dries. That or pull up all the linoleum, hope for a decent wood flooring underneath, sand until even and varnish.

You're Mr. 90's. You figure it out. He was famous before you stopped drooling on your own toes and just started drooling on everything else.

Chris who works at Williams Street, a place you've never been.

I'm actually not sure. I never really looked into it and whatever numbers that come up might not even be right because not everyone drinks and most cough syrups on the market aren't measured in proofs anymore.

I'm allergic to alcohol. I have to deal with life SOBER. I compensate for my lack of shitfacedness by keeping the local bookstores in business.