Friday, August 30, 2013

Drawing a Loud Breath

ThePhan: OH MY GOSH QUEST FOR SKYE WHY ARE YOU SO AWFUL
Maryam: LOL
Goosey: LOL
TalkingDog: That sounds bad.
Maryam: I can't wait for this post now.
ThePhan: Morgan takes Skye back to her parents and compliments them on how awesome she is, and this happens:
ThePhan: The doctor drew a loud breath. “You don’t know just how special she is.”
ThePhan: "Drew a loud breath"?
ThePhan: A gasp?
Maryam: Er. Uh.
ThePhan: A sigh?
ThePhan: NEITHER ONE MAKES SENSE
ThePhan: AND WHY IS HE DRAWING LOUD BREATHS WHEN HE IS HOLDING HIS SLEEPING DAUGHTER IN HIS ARMS?
TalkingDog: Were they playing abstract Pictionary?
Goosey: LOL
ThePhan: TD: LOL LOL
ThePhan: LOL, the sentence after that one: "Morgan thought about that for a few seconds as Malinda retrieved her daughter from her husband’s arms."
ThePhan: He's probably trying to figure out why the doctor was gasping.
Maryam: My guess is it's one of those breaths you draw when you're about to say something unpleasant.
ThePhan: Maybe. I wonder if there's about to be a secret revealed.
Maryam: Like that she's terminally ill or something.
ThePhan: Maybe.
ThePhan: Maybe it's meant to be foreshadowing and is just awful.
ThePhan: Because they don't mention anything more about it on the next page.
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ThePhan: "Morgan cast a look in the direction of Skye’s room. There were no sounds. He was glad for a few minutes alone with the physician."
ThePhan: If this was a bad fanfic, that would be the cue for a sex scene.
Maryam: LOL
ThePhan: However, I am quite sure there will be no sex in this book, nor male-male love, so all we are left with is that Morgan wants to be alone with the physician FOR NO REASON AT ALL THAT HE STATES.
wintermute: Maybe he has a burning sensation when he pees, and it would be embarrassing to ask about it in front of the rest of the family.
ThePhan: LOL LOL
ThePhan: This is going to be a really good chapter, guys.
ThePhan: None of it makes any sense.

South Carolina Weather

ThePhan: As much as I didn't like the dinky town I was in, I really enjoyed the climate of South Carolina.
ThePhan: Generally very nice - neither too warm nor too high.
ThePhan: Too high?
ThePhan: I was going to say too hot, but even that doesn't make sense.
ThePhan: I'M TRYING TO SAY THE WEATHER WAS NICE
Goosey: Phan: you are TOO HIGH
ThePhan: LOL LOL LOL

3000 Miles Too Far

Sentynel: Dave: Dude, there's an American guy who started at work recently who looks just like you. Did you accidentally move to old England rather than New England?
Goosey: LOL
Dave: Sentynel: Oh crap, I THOUGHT the Indian food was far better than I remembered. Also that everybody talked kind of funny.
Dave: I went 3000 miles too far!
Dave: My car is awesome like that.
Dave: I hope nobody minds I forgot to get a work Visa.
Goosey: 3,000 too far, and over an ocean! Best car ever!
Goosey: Just sell Chitty Chitty Bang Bang there and retire.

Che Guevara Tattoo

ThePhan: So last night Jacob couldn't sleep, so he got up in the middle of the night and went out and watched some TV.
ThePhan: When he came back to bed, I was mostly asleep, but I opened my eyes when he came back in the room.
ThePhan: He was wearing the same Heath Ledger Joker T-shirt he was wearing when he left the room, but in my not-really-awake-at-all state, I thought he wasn't wearing a shirt at all but had a giant Che Guevara tattoo on his chest.
ThePhan: I remember thinking vaguely, "When did he get that done? Is that why he left? I'm not sure I'm OK with that," and then promptly going right back to sleep.
ThePhan: That's what happens when I'm not awake enough to respond to the world around me. Heh.

Monday, August 19, 2013

Sleep Talking: The Thing With the Lightsabers

ThePhan: So last night, Jacob muttered something I couldn't understand.
ThePhan: I said, "What are you talking about?"
ThePhan: He said, "The... the thing with the lightsabers."
Goosey: LOL
ThePhan: I figured he was asleep and headed back to sleep.
ThePhan: Suddenly he says, "What was I just talking about?"
ThePhan: Me: "I don't know. Lightsabers."
Goosey: hahaha
ThePhan: Him: "Ugggh. You shouldn't let me say things when I'm asleep."
Goosey: LOL
ThePhan: Me: "...It was fine. It was funny."
ThePhan: Him: "There's probably some continuity there, though, with the lightsabers."
ThePhan: Me: "...What?"
ThePhan: Him: (Asleep for real again)
ThePhan: He remembers the second half of the conversation, but he's not sure why he was so upset by it.
ThePhan: Heh.
Goosey: lol
Goosey: That's awesome.
ThePhan: But apparently it's my responsibility to keep him from sleep talking.
Goosey: Duct tape?
ThePhan: LOL

The Flying Car

TalkingDog: I didn't understand a lot of Grease for a long time. I just liked the songs.
TalkingDog: Now I don't like the songs.
Goosey: lol
ThePhan: Haha
ThePhan: I still like the songs, but I think the story is pretty awful.
ThePhan: Least romantic ending EVER.
Goosey: LOL yeah
Goosey: SHE had to do all the changing, ultimately.
TalkingDog: Then they somehow fly the car to OUTER SPACE AND SUFFOCATE. Works for me.
Goosey: LOL LOL
Goosey: RIGHT
Goosey: WHAT IS UP WITH THE FLYING CAR
TalkingDog: Where they're going, they don't need roads.
Goosey: LOL
TalkingDog: Every single thing ever should cross over with Back to the Future at some point.
Goosey: hahaha yes
* TalkingDog pictures Christopher Lloyd in Braveheart, looking at William Wallace, and he starts to say his line, but he stops, looks at the camera, and shakes his head.
Goosey: LOL LOL
ThePhan: LOL

The Right Amount of Clouds

* ThePhan writes this weeks' Quest for Skye blog.
* Nyperold looks forward to it.
wintermute: Spoiler alert: It's off the west coast of Scotland.
ThePhan: Here is a teaser: the chapter's opening sentence is "The lowering sun and the right amount of clouds hinted a spectacular sunset."
ThePhan: THIS GUY SHOULD NOT BE WRITING
wintermute: If the sun is lowering, that is a good sign there will be a sunset soon.
Nyperold: Ah, but will it be spectacular?
ThePhan: Apparently that depends on having the right amount of clouds.
Nyperold: The right amount of clouds seems to be key.
ThePhan: I'm leaving it up to my blog readers to guess how many clouds are "the right amount."
wintermute: If there are too many clouds, you can't see the sunset. So that would be the wrong amount.
Nyperold: Or you could have fewer clouds, but they're all massive.

Friday, August 9, 2013

Hulk Hands

(Talking about being stressed.)

* TalkingDog punches the stress using Hulk Hands.
Goosey: LOL
TalkingDog: I really want Hulk Hands now.
Randy: hehe
* ThePhan punches the Hulk using Stress Hands.
Goosey: LOL
* Nyperold punches the hands using Hulk Stress.
Goosey: Hahaha
Nyperold: "Don't make me stressed. You wouldn't like me when I'm stressed."
Goosey: You are all sillies and I love you.
* ThePhan hands Hulk punch using stress.
TalkingDog: mmmm, punch

Bununs

LaZorra: What an unexpected bonuns, heh.
LaZorra: er
LaZorra: bununs
ThePhan: BONUNS
ThePhan: Bun nuns?
LaZorra: ...I just typed an entire long-ass story without a single notable typo.
ThePhan: LOL
LaZorra: And I can't comment on yours without mkaing one.
LaZorra: BOW NUNS
LaZorra: DEFENDERS OF THE FAITH
Nyperold: NUNS WITH BUNS
Nyperold: The hairstyle, that is.
LaZorra: WRAPPERS OF MIGHTY CHRISTMAS PACKAGES
ThePhan: I feel like "Bun Nuns" is the name of an aerobics program by nuns. "NUNS WITH BUNS! Let's work on yours!"
LaZorra: LOL LOL
LaZorra: Now you know what happens during Catholic school phys ed.
ThePhan: LOL

The Hawk on the Ceiling

ThePhan: Ha, so. Sleep story from last night.
Goosey: Yay sleep story!
ThePhan: Apparently Jacob does this thing where he dreams about something, half-wakes up, and thinks he sees it in the room.
ThePhan: Anyway, he woke me up last night and said, "Um. OK. OK, there might be a hawk on the ceiling."
ThePhan: I said, "What?"
Ticia: LOL
ThePhan: He responded, "Well, I might have dreamed it. But I swear there was a hawk up there. And I can't find the light."
Goosey: LOL
ThePhan: I said, "Well, I don't see a hawk on the ceiling." (I couldn't see anything because it was dark, but I figured if he was mostly asleep he wouldn't work out that logic.)
ThePhan: So he said, "OK. Sorry I woke you up," and went back to sleep.
Goosey: LOL
Ticia: haha, that is awesome.
ThePhan: This morning, he said, "Sorry about last night. I dreamed there was a giant lizard by the door."
ThePhan: And I said, "...You weren't talking about a lizard."
ThePhan: So I explained about the hawk and he said, "OH YEAH! I dreamed about BOTH, but I was pretty sure the hawk was a dream, and I thought that the lizard might be real."
Maryam: LOL!
Goosey: hahahahaha
Sentynel: That's the best logic ever.
ThePhan: Sharing a bed with him forever is going to yield so many fun stories. LOL.

Friday, August 2, 2013

Enjoy Wireless Where?

Sentynel: £70 for a simple laser printer.
Sentynel: That's.. not too bad.
Sentynel: Actually.
Sentynel: That's, like, two sets of cartridges for an inkjet..
Sentynel: Maybe fewer than that.
Sentynel: Though the description concerns me a bit.
Sentynel: "Enjoy affordable wireless in your home oroffice"

Sleep Talkers

ThePhan: I have been discovering that Jacob is a sleep talker.
ThePhan: Last night, as I was falling asleep, he suddenly said, "Well, as you can see, we're going to need lots and lots of... what word did I say? Dog piles?"
ThePhan: I said, "...Are you talking to me?"
Ticia: Haha!
ThePhan: He responded, "Well, if I am, I don't remember it. Yes."
Ticia: LOL
ThePhan: So I laughed a bunch and then went back to sleep.
Ticia: Don and I were talking the other night about how it was okay for me to wear his shirts, but it's not okay (sociatally speaking) for him to wear my clothes. Suddenly, he said "Except for those skirts I wore..... wait, what?" because he'd fallen asleep and dreamed about what we'd been talking about between one sentence and the next.
Ticia: I laughed and laughed.
ThePhan: LOL
ThePhan: That is so funny.
Ticia: Sleep talkers are very entertaining.
ThePhan: They are.
ThePhan: My sister Elizabeth is an occasional sleep talker.
Ticia: Hehe
ThePhan: Ha, my favorite example was on our car ride out for the wedding, though - everybody but Mom was napping in the car, and suddenly Elizabeth woke me up singing along with a song very loudly.
ThePhan: Like half an hour later, she asked me if that song played yet because she wanted to listen to it.
ThePhan: Turns out she was like... sleep belting.