Lending Voice to Thoughts

East: Hey, just got home?
Icka!: Yeah, was gathering art supplies. I think I broke the guy at Ace Hardware trying to figure out how to paint a silicone dildo.
East: XD
Broke in a goodway or bad way? XD
Icka!: He had his head on his arms, on the counter, shoulders shaking as he made these odd muffled sounds.
East: Sounds like a little of both then.
Icka!: And then was told to talk to the paint department, and the lady there brightened up immediately and started talking about her glass dildo collection on the fireplace and traumatising her children with giant blown up pictures of venereal diseases.
-she also informed a woman to be careful when holding the baby chicks, if you squeeze them, they poop.
It was a productive trip.

Icka!: "When I grew up, my folks just didn't dance."
Elinor: "Pfft. They could dance if they want to."
Icka!: "They could leave their friends behind?"
Elinor: "Well, if their friends don't dance."
Icka!: "And if they don't dance?"
Elinor: "Then they're no friends of mine."
*Icka! and Elinor glance around the office, then Elinor silently steps back and walks away*

"...You have to ride... a Pig on Fire... into the Sea of Black Tears."
"Yup!"
"...Okay then."
"IT WON'T STOP!!!"
"That's why they call it an achievement."
"TURN! TURN!!!!"

"You know, that Razorfire Boar would look great on the cover of the Tusker."
"...I was just thinking that."
"You do realize you're talking to the Tusker Cover Artist."
"I know. That's what I call a 'subtle' hint."

'Ride a Razorfire Boar into the Sea of Black Tears and live to tell the tale.'
"Oh! That's right! You have to jump off at the last moment!"
*DEATH GLARE*

Snippets from a strange NFWS call:

"You should put my order first, cause I'm awesome!"
*snerk*

( it goes down hill from there. )

Icka!: "Can I bribe you into pulling out the sewing machine tomorrow?"
Sean: "... Why?"
Icka!: "Cause I have some garb that needs to be stitched up, and I can't do it all by hand."
*Sean glances back at the armour and bead filled dining room table.*
Sean: "-I'd say there's about a 60% chance."
Icka!: "Okay. What can I get you for a bribe?"
Sean: "Why would I need a bribe?"
Icka!: "Cause it's Fun!"
Sean: *shrug* "Get me a coke?"
Icka!: "Okay!"

Icka!: "I'm cleaning out the fridge if that's okay with you. I don't think we need coleslaw sauce that expired in 2005."
Sean: "... I'm surprised it's not paying rent."
Icka!: "If it was paying rent, I wouldn't be throwing it out."

Am currently making extra-strength Sleeptime Tea in the machine that was just used to make Coffee. Am wondering...
Will the coffee cancel the tea and keep me awake?
The extra-strength Sleepytime will make me sleep faster?
The two cancel each other out?
Will it taste like mint and coffee?
Is this really a good idea?

Listening to Gay Pirates by Cosmo Jarvis. There was a fandomsecrets on it today. The lyrics are kinda a downer, yet the whole song is upbeat.
Have to snerkingly agree with the review 'it's like if Mumford and Sons were tragic gay pirates.

Sean: *Watching House* "It's all fun and games until someone drills a hole in your head."
Icka!: "It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye. Then it's just games: find the eye."
Sean: "There's an easy answer for that, you know. .... The cat always has it."

Y'know it's time to walk away when you're asked what side you're rooting for and you declare yourself Switzerland.
And -these- *points to cleavage* are the Alps.

-Have also managed to teach my younger relatives a variation of Astrisk's 'You see my fist right here/you see my foot right here' while playing pool.

"You see my stick right there?"

(the alternative variation to that is ending with "Walk Into It!"
*sniff* I'm so proud!)

In the meantime, waiting for my brother Joe to finish making mystery ravioli. One of three kinds, every piece is a surprise! (he's a great cook)

Icka!: "Warning? This has a killer afterbite."
MOrgan: "... She says, adding more pepper. Not spicy enough for you?"
Icka!: *sulkily* "I like pepper..."

Felt like a curry tonight, but we're low on some ingredients, so I kinda combined this potato curry with this one and added sour cream instead of yoghurt or curry, because that's what we had.

Although next time, I'd like to try this one. Sounds nummy.

Watching BBC's Sherlock, 'A Study in Pink' right now.

Suddenly, I can understand why my f-list is going nuts and some of my favourite BNFs are writing for it. But the thing I'm loving the most is the one thing I haven't seen anyone comment on.

The floating text.

Usually during the 'examining' part of a mystery, the characters talk outloud, do a bit of banter. Sherlock? He's silent, but you get what he's looking at. 'This part of the coat is dry, this is damp, this is dry'.

I think it's a great tool, enabling the viewer to attempt solve what's on the screen before the detective delivers their deductions. The same with being able to see the text messages, it draws the eye and the viewer in, to become part of the scene.

Icka!: "Before we the next episode, can I take a shower?"
MOrgan: "I suppose so."
Sean: "No Shower For You!"
Icka!: "But I stincky!"
Sean: "It's Monsoon Season. Everyone's sticky."
MOrgan: "And sinky."

[Edit:
Icka!: "Has anyone seen my pants?!"
*Finds pyjama pants, takes pjs across the hall to the bathroom.*
MOrgan: "What?"
Icka!: "This is why I wear obnoxious paisley, so I can find the dang buggers."
MOrgan: "Did you find them?"
Icka!: "Yes. But don't look now, I'm stripping."
*silence*
Sean: "Where's my camera?"
MOrgan: "Do you have the right batteries?"]