Page Six: Remarks 251-301
I can see the posters now, 'Lady Miss Tree- A dictator with class', 'Lady Miss Tree- Terror, Tim-Tams and tyranny'.
Friends, Now Available IRL! - bafog1 and Loz
b: -MM & the ME, who also watches far too much Star Trek, reads comics, and has more real friends online than IRL...
L: What, they do friends IRL now? Shit, why wasn't I told?
Whatever Gets You Going - Loz and sparrow
L: Be still my beating ego...
s: You beat your ego ?!? well whatever gets you going ... ;)
Beware Of Colt - Sally, Colt and Loz
S:Just beware of Colt on Tuesdays.
C: DONīT LISTEN TO THAT WOMAN!
L:Yeah, it's not just Tuesdays...
Gropey Goodness - Loz and Ninave
L: <gropes Ninave in a decidedly enthusiastic way>
N: <giggle>
L: Damn, obviously been groping the wrong bits...
N: Or I'm ticklish.
L: The magic words...* (/me gets evil glint in eye)
L: * Along with "Shazam!" or "Begone, begone o form of man, and rise the demon Etrigan!" obviously.
As for the breasts selling beer... well that kind of caught me for a loop. I had been thinking for years that they were trying to use the beer to sell me on breasts. I just couldn't understand the point, as I liked the breasts just fine, but hated the beer. Now it makes sense.
Scary Dream Made Scarier - Lady Miss Tree and Scott
LMT: And then the minotaur in the tutu passed me a Japanese slipper and asked me a question about Tom Jones.
S: Are you absolutely sure the minotaur wasn't Tom Jones?
Attack Of The Mousey Endless - bafog1, NightWalker and maggie
b: off to scare more guests... <insert evil grin here>
NW: Oh... my... GOD! No! Don't do that! No! ANYTHING but THAT!!!
NW: <sounds of a struggle, and a muffled scream>
NW: <THUD>
NW: Oh, ew.
b: Dammit Walker! Hey, anybody out there got a rug-doctor?
m: Well, if you want to deal with shipping from Ohio... I thought you said the Mousey Endless were tame?
"When you're tired and beat-down from too many signings, use the patented ProppingTreeT! You too can relax while standing, and our super-cushioned ProppingTreeT will take the weight off your feet, and make you all snuggly. To order your own ProppingTreeT, send $1999.99 to the small hole behind the watercooler, and wait 6-12 months."
Shakespeare On The Spot - bafog1 and PugUgly
b: You cause people to spontaneously act out Shakespeare?
P: She doth teach the torches to burn bright,
she seems to hang upon the cheek of night
like a rich jewel from an ethiope's ear,
beauty to rich to use for earth so dear.
So shows a snowy dove trooping among crows
as yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.
the measure done, I'll watch her place of stand
and touching hers, make blessed my rude hand
did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!
for I ne'er saw true beauty before this night.P: okay okay, it's vague memory, and it's 1 in the morning... The fact I remember that much of it frightens me.
G: To err is human
S: To moo is bovine.
So... Whatcha Been Up To? - Lady Miss Tree and PugUgly
LMT: I'll raise you an Our Lady of the Squeakers, a Diva Chick, a Jinxer, a Pug, a Kari, a Saint, a Del, a Sir Bastard, a Librarian, a Kali, a Zero, a Tyg, a Scott McCloud, an Emma Bull, strippers (of both genders), great sushi, an Exploratorium and a signing.
LMT: Let's see whatcha got, boy... ;>
P: Er... I went to the post office today!
Or to quote the limerick Isaac Asimov printed in one of his editorials (someone else had sent it to him):
To those who pronounce it "Sci-Fi",
I must sadly say with a sigh:
Please study your diction
For in "Science Fiction"
The second word has no long "i".
Excuses For Grabbing And Groping - bafog1 and Lady Miss Tree
b: Other good excuses/lines:
b: "Oooh! Boooooobs!"
"You know, I'd feel a lot better about walking around the house naked if you did it too."
"But I *like* the dangly bits!"
"Dessert first, always"LMT: Groping? Only on days that end in a 'y', thank you very much.
Aaaaaaaaaah, all the Tim-Tams are gone! What am I gonna doooooo? OK, survival training... wish I'd had some. OK, be calm, meditate, empty your mind. Phew, that was quick. No good, need chocolatey goodness. Don't panic. OK. Let's review my situation calmly and rationally. No Tim-Tams. OK, let's panic. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
Thar Be Virgins Thar - Lady Miss Tree and Lance "Squiddie" Smith
LMT: And it's so hard finding virgins these days.
L: Have you tried a Star Trek convention?
L: (OK, I stole that from Peter David.)
Damn Thingies! - Lady Miss Tree and Lance "Squiddie" Smith
L: I seem to remember in the musical Damn Thingies! one of the more popular songs is Whatever Miss Tree Wants. (Whatever Miss Tree wants/Miss Tree gets etc.) The traditional staging involves the dance of Tim Tams in the aisles of a bookstore.
LMT: You sound like you're having a Lloyd-Webber moment there, Lance...
L: You mean rolling around on the floor screaming, "Make it stop! Make it stop!" as visions of rollerskating apostles dressed up as cats singing about Argentina dance through my head? (And on the subject of musical theatre, what would the Australian version of Damn Yankees! be? Damn Magpies! Damn All-Blacks! Damn British!?)
Poor Neil. Some day the jacket will consume him entirely...
Win Tom Galloway's Money - tyg
Did a round of Win Tom Galloway's Money at Worldcon, modelled after Win Ben Stein's Money, and so had punned category titles. One of which was: "I'm a Gaiman fan, not that there's anything wrong with that".
Page Not Found - Karen, Dylan V and PugUgly
K: You step in the stream
But the water has moved on:
That page is not here.D:You reach for a star,
That has already fallen;
This page was not found.P: My favourite non-haiku page not found error.
P: Once upon a midnight dreary, while I websurfed, weak and weary,
Over many a strange and spurious website of 'hot chicks galore',
While I clicked my fav'rite bookmark, suddenly there came a warning,
And my heart was filled with mourning, mourning for my dear amour.
"Tis not possible," I muttered, "give me back my cheap hardcore!"P: Quoth the server, "404".
Look Out! It's The NightWalker! - NightWalker, bafog1 and Lance "Squiddie" Smith
NW:* 1. When you're not dreaming, where are you?
Los Angeles, CA... soon to possibly be relocating to parts unknown (either Minnesota, The Bay Area, or Rhode Island)... and no, NOT because it's Southern California (hush Mousey)b: I'll warn the locals that chaos bunny may be coming. :) And I wasn't going to say anything. If you've finally come to your senses, I won't question the reason(s) why. But I will ask - what's in Rhode Island?
L: H.P. Lovecraft's body.
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=1188L: Best not to ask anymore questions.