Pariah

Bejeweled is the Devil.

Q: This is David calling, and I'm telling you that you need to get your ass out of New York! A: The illusion of sleep.

Even if they're really attractive, you should never ask a photographer to step into a dark room with you to see what develops. The answer is almost always negative. (I know, it's a terrible pun--bad enough to make you shutter.)

If you called a bike shop and asked if their business runs in cycles, would they refer you to a spokesperson?

The autocorrect on my phone is particularly perverse.

Frelling autocorrect.

Point of order: In the original cut of the film, Han did in fact shoot first. So that one is factual.

The curtain begins to fall The world fades before my eyes The rain hears my call And there's no cloud in the sky Forgive the world of all its crimes And you'll become the ideal prey Forget that love shines in her eyes And you'll walk alone for days Is there any other way? Maybe it's just too late The days seem so long And the nights won't ever end One day you're the best friends in the world The next day just perfect strangers Is there any other way? Maybe it's just too late Don't know the reasons why I'm walking between love and hate It's a quiet suicide Walking between love and hate Is there any other way? Maybe it's just too late Or is this the only way? I'm dying all alone In front of millions every day They say love makes you strong Am I too weak to ever say? And I don't want to wait for the sun to go down anymore It's never been shining anyway Is there any other way? Maybe it's just too late Or is this the only way? Don't know the reasons why I'm walking between love and hate (Walking between love and hate) It's a quiet suicide Walking between love and hate (Walking between love and hate) I might be having a bad dream Still walking between love and hate (Walking between love and hate) You must be having a good time Keeping me between love and hate It's a quiet suicide

I had never seen that before. That is brilliant.

Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra? Is he wearing a familiar face? Does he still live below Seventh Avenue With the princess dipped in lace? Does he know that I'm a soldier for fortune And not a victim of circumstance? We drew lots for his soft underbelly Now his fate is sealed with my lance

That's good intel. Thanks!

She put down her drink and refocused her attention from the white sand and the soothing waves to her ringing phone. One glance told her it was the call she’d been expecting for the last several weeks. She answered. “Hello.” “Hello, Carol. How are you this afternoon?” “Can’t complain. The sun is warm, and the drinks are cold. Yourself?” “Just fine. Look, I’m sorry to interrupt, but I’ve had a few ideas for the upcoming Games, and I wondered if you’d be willing to look over them, let me know what you think?” “No problem. Send the files on over, and I’ll look at them tonight.” “Thank you. I’d really appreciate it.” She thought she detected a hint of . . . something in his voice. Worry? Uncertainty? She wasn’t sure. She decided to ask. “Is everything all right, sir? Is there some problem?” It took him a split-second longer to respond that it should have, she thought. “No problem,” he responded. “I’m just a little tired.” She decided to let it go. For now. “Okay, Send over the files, and we’ll talk tomorrow night.” “It doesn’t have to be tomorrow. Take as much time as you need.” “I won't need much. This is what I do. Tomorrow night will be fine.” “Fair enough. I’ll talk to you then.” Well, she thought to herself, this should be interesting.

Why would anyone reading this thread NOT think we were confused?

That's good to know. The last time I tried the Animated version, it made my browser do kooky things. Which browser did you use, if I may inquire?

These are outstanding. Thank you for sharing these with us!

You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill I will choose a path that's clear: I will choose free will

Actually, what I'd really like to study is culinary science--the chemistry of foods. I'm a pretty decent cook as it is, but I've had basically no formal training (summer camp and Wendy's don't count). I'd love to learn more about the theories of foods, when to use different herbs and spices, that sort of thing. I'd like to get enough background knowledge that I could improvise something truly spectacular once in a while.

Is this a recently-produced image? That is to say, is the Animated Fabrica working again?

Happy for whom, exactly?

Are you folks trying to make me lose IQ points?

Clothes of brass And hair of brown Seldom need to breathe Don't need no wings to fly A heart of stone And a fear of fire and water Who am I?

I was fine I pulled myself together Just in time To throw myself away Once my perfect world was gone, I knew You ruined everything In the nicest way You should know How great things were before you Even so They're better still today I can't think of who I was before You ruined everything In the nicest way Bumps in the road remind us The worst of the best behind us Only good things will find us Me and you Days will be clear and sunny We're gonna need more money Baby you know it's funny All those stories coming true Despite my better efforts It's all for you The worst kind of cliché I'll be with you 'til the day you leave You ruined everything In the nicest way

Two a day for the next ten days.

I know that I must do what's right Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus Above the Serengeti

There are times I wish I could trade in my KS: Organic Chemistry for PS: Artist.