It's Thanksgiving. Only two weeks left in the semester here. And I feel Nicholas Cage's pain. Go ahead and chatter away, all you participants in the chattery thread, but I have to howl at the moon and pound at a keyboard for the next four days.
(Video not safe for work. May upset Grandma, too. If you have an appreciation for the craft of acting, it may make you weep, as well. Also, blame Drunken Science for exposing this.)
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That thread. That incessantly babbling thread. Here you go, more space.
Nice pea video, too. Although it is curiously arousing in spite of the plummy British narration.
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The everlasting community thread is getting fractious and ugly: the prolonged association is beginning to chafe, I think. So as an experiment I'm temporarily splitting the thread.
This is the HATE subthread. If there's something you want to get off your chest, if there's someone who has annoyed you…
Forgive the neglect lately, but I'm a) distracted by the chaos that is Skepticon, and b) mildly enfreakened out by the fact that my talk is still not ready for prime time, and I have to give it in a few hours. So now I see that the thread of perpetual growth is getting overlong, despite the fact…
I'm a big fan of Ray Bradbury, so I can almost identify with the young lady singing this song. I know, the last song in the thread without respite was nice to listen to as well, so I'm violating my usual habit of punishing you all with the noise here, but this one is worth it.
Oh, by the way, not…