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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:23:07 GMT -5
Betsy Ah, magic words... Thank you, I needed that!
Anne Davis
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:24:09 GMT -5
//I forgot you want to be a minister!//
Yeah, and could you just imagine me in charge of a congregation? I wouldn't be surprised if the Earth opened up and just swallowed the church whole.
To paraphrase a line from the first Hot Shots movie: "I'm a Christian. I'm just not very good at it."
David Crenshaw
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:28:34 GMT -5
I don't think I am French but that reminds me of something my first boyfriend asked me before kissing me the first time-
At least I think he was asking about my ancestry- that boy had some weird habits.....
ellie
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:30:09 GMT -5
Not so little (14 and 10), but the smaller one has been howling. Something about being Chabo the Wolf Baby.
I LIKE Perrier!
Anne Davis
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:31:15 GMT -5
//No coke...PEPSI!!! //
I got it, Betsy, even if no one else did.
Cheesboiger, cheesboiger!!! No coke, PEPSI!
From Saturday Night Live.
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:35:22 GMT -5
I wanted to wait until we moved on to tell you this so you wouldn't miss it.
Your post involving Buffy and female empowerment was positively brilliant. I've never seen anyone put it more simply and eloquently than that. It was perfect. Can Buffy be the Slayer and a woman?
Hell yes, she can.
Rob Sorenson
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:36:34 GMT -5
Sometimes I think people place too much emphasis on religion and not on God. I mean, God didn't create religion, man did. Maybe everyone needs to focus more on how they treat each other and not so much on who's NOT getting into Heaven. I figure if I can do one good, selfless deed for someone per day, it'll look good on my karmic resume. You know it's all recorded, don't you? And you know what, Dave? You sound like a thoughtful man with an open mind. Why wouldn't you make a good minister?
Betsy Buckmaster
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:37:37 GMT -5
Thanks, Dave!! I'm glad someone got it! I was starting to feel old...and don't forget the CHIPS!!!!!(or CHEEPS!!)
Betsy Buckmaster
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:39:00 GMT -5
All good points, David. Certainly never really brought up in the Buffyverse, not that they needed the extra complications.
I remember a vampire series from years ago (Chelsea Quinn Yarbo?) where the older vampires could tolerate sunlight for short periods. Everybody has their own ideas, I guess.
Emily decided that in her universe, the werewolf would change back to human as the moon was eclipsed, then back again. She also said something about blood exchanges and mutant DNA; I think she's creating her own mythos, independent of tradition. That's my girl.
And now I'd better go get Kitty off the lawn and off to read in bed.
Good night, moon
Anne
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:39:56 GMT -5
LOL! That was a good one!
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:41:35 GMT -5
Betsy posted-
//And you know what, Dave? You sound like a thoughtful man with an open mind. Why wouldn't you make a good minister? //
Amen to that
and we know he could give a good powerful sermon based upon his insightful discourses on this board.
ellie
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:42:54 GMT -5
//And you know what, Dave? You sound like a thoughtful man with an open mind. Why wouldn't you make a good minister?//
The spirit is strong, but the flesh is oh so very weak. I mean, please -- some of the comments I've made on this board, can you imagine your pastor saying any of them? And still having a job? Of course, I also have friends who have tried to tell me that real pastors don't watch Buffy or listen to Metallica, either. Whatever.
"We shall now read from the 3rd Book of the Slayer, where Buffy sayeth unto William, also known as Spike, Thou shalt not toucheth me as thou hast no soul. And then William shall earneth his soul and returneth to Buffy. So sayeth the Watchers."
David Crenshaw
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:44:47 GMT -5
?Death is riding your coat tails, baby.?
Well, I almost disappeared off this board forever today. It wasn?t quite the totally bizarre accident I was hoping for, if that?s the way I?m going to go. But close enough.
I think I mentioned that I was off on one of those ?Planes, Trains and Automobiles? business trips, which entered the marathon driving phase on Wed.
So there I was, minding my own business, driving in the second to the far left lane down a five lane freeway, when 100 feet in front of me I see this giant runaway tire jump the center divide. And when I say ?jump? I mean it?s bouncing 20 feet in the air and going at least 50 mph, and it?s heading right for me. I can?t move to the left because there?s a car right next to me. And since it?s coming at an angle, if I move to the right it?s still going to get me.
I got an ?A? in high school geometry so I am absolutely clear on the fact that it?s going to hit me square in the windshield and I am going to be dead. I?m watching it come, trying to figure out what, if anything I can do. I watch it take that last bounce and start to come straight down into me. At the last second I jerk my wheel to the left in a really tight swerve. I'm parallel to the car next to me by inches. The tire lands right next to my front right fender, clips the side mirror off and goes back up in the air past me. I look in my rear view mirror watching cars scatter in all directions as it bounces across more lanes. I don?t know if it hit someone else because I?m still driving at least 60.
I?m trying to catch my breath and slow my heart rate down to the low 200s when this old stake truck pulls up next to me in the far left lane. The Mexican driver gives me a thumbs-up and a big grin and then floors it off down the road. I felt like I?d just performed some amazing circus trick.
Three hours later I still have no freaking idea why I?m still alive.
Rusty Goode
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:46:54 GMT -5
//and don't forget the CHIPS!!!!!(or CHEEPS!!)//
I haven't forgotten the CHiPs. I always preferred Jon over Ponch, but that was just me. Actually, the blonde who drove the car, I was never sure why Ponch or Jon never took her out ....
Oh, you didn't mean THOSE Chips. Sorry.
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Post by Dalton on Nov 11, 2003 15:48:01 GMT -5
YIPPEE, SKIPPY!! You are so right, sweetie-honey-kitty-baby! Ooops! I was talking to my cat. He loves it when I do that.
Betsy Buckmaster
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