JAYNE HAT! *WANTS ONE* I love Jayne. I just recently watched Firefly and he was my favorite, oddly enough.
Heh, when Eppie went to Chicago she took a picture of the Bean and I loved it so much and did the whole "I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine, and he will be my squishy" thing from Finding Nemo. So I call it the Squishy.
The weirdest thing I've ever seen on vacation... Hmm. Went through the Badlands awhile back, and every time we went to take a picture of any of the buffalo, they started to crap. I think the camera was magic, and not in a fun way. Anyway. Saw a white buffalo, and it was funny because he was standing next to a sign advertising buffalo jerky.
Also saw graffiti on a wall that said "WILL YOU MARRY ME?" and I spent a good while wondering if she said yes. Also saw stuffed "jackalopes" in various places and there were a bunch of Koreans following us in South Dakota.
We called them a "flock" after trying out various names for groups of things. We were in the same hotel, and we went to Mt. Rushmore and the rock thing from Close Encounters, and every damn where we went they were there also. It was giggle-inducing (but of the insane-I-have-been-stuck-in-a-car-with-the-people-I-hate-most-in-the-world-kill-me-now" giggles).
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Date: 2007-06-21 05:30 pm (UTC)Heh, when Eppie went to Chicago she took a picture of the Bean and I loved it so much and did the whole "I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine, and he will be my squishy" thing from Finding Nemo. So I call it the Squishy.
The weirdest thing I've ever seen on vacation... Hmm. Went through the Badlands awhile back, and every time we went to take a picture of any of the buffalo, they started to crap. I think the camera was magic, and not in a fun way. Anyway. Saw a white buffalo, and it was funny because he was standing next to a sign advertising buffalo jerky.
Also saw graffiti on a wall that said "WILL YOU MARRY ME?" and I spent a good while wondering if she said yes. Also saw stuffed "jackalopes" in various places and there were a bunch of Koreans following us in South Dakota.
We called them a "flock" after trying out various names for groups of things. We were in the same hotel, and we went to Mt. Rushmore and the rock thing from Close Encounters, and every damn where we went they were there also. It was giggle-inducing (but of the insane-I-have-been-stuck-in-a-car-with-the-people-I-hate-most-in-the-world-kill-me-now" giggles).