Abby Sciuto: Yes, when I applied my own special and unique brand of chemical, ran it through the laser scanner a few times, we get… this. The miracle that separates us from all other primates. Really bad penmanship.
Archive for October 2010
My girlfriend and I have been having a conversation about blogging. I modified this song in her honor 100% selfishness and only blogging about herself.
You logged onto Facebook
Like you were logging into the Pentagon
Your fingers strategically on the keyboard
Your laptop was very red
You had one eye in the mirror
As you watched yourself type
And all the girls dreamed that they’d be your friend
They’d be your friend, and
You’re so vain
You probably think this blog is about you
You’re so vain
I’ll bet you think this blog is about you
Don’t you? Don’t you?
You had me several months ago
When I was still quite naive
Well, you said that we made such good friends
And that you would never leave
But you gave away the things you loved
And one of them was me
I had some dreams they were butterflies instead of coffee
Butterflies instead of coffee, and
You’re so vain
You probably think this blog is about you
You’re so vain
I’ll bet you think this blog is about you
Don’t you? Don’t you?
I had some dreams they were butterflies instead of coffee
Butterflies instead of coffee, and
You’re so vain
You probably think this blog is about you
You’re so vain
I’ll bet you think this blog is about you
Don’t you? Don’t you?
Well, I hear you went up to Portland
And your horse naturally won
Then you drive your minivan up to Nova Scotia
To see the total eclipse of the sun
Well, you’re where you should be all the time
And when you’re not, you’re with
Some Facebook friend or the wife of a close friend
Wife of a close friend, and
You’re so vain
You probably think this blog is about you
You’re so vain
I’ll bet you think this blog is about you
Don’t you? Don’t you?
I hope you like. Keep on blogging!
gavotte
Adam Savage: [speaking of duct tape] Well, it’s like the Force. It’s got a light side and a dark side and it binds the whole universe together.
For those few of you who actually read my blog post I just wanted to explain why I post so many TV quotes. When I go back and read them they make me happy. And that basically it. Thanks for reading and I hope the quotes make you smile too.
Major Samantha Carter: Wait a minute…are you saying the Ancients actually lost one of their own cities?
Dr. Daniel Jackson: No, no…they didn’t lose it. They – they made it lost…to other people that might try to find it. I’m guessing that they camouflaged it…and removed all reference to it from the written history.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: So…the lost city is…still lost?
Daniel: I’m pretty sure.
Jack: You know, you told me to give Anubis that eye.
Sam: According to reports from our allies, Anubis is quickly conquering the other system lords.
Teal’c: He will dominate the galaxy in a very short time.
Jack: I only did it because you said we could whup his ass with what we find in this lost city.
Daniel: Wa-if I said that, then I-I hope it’s…true, but…but all I know is that the place you’re searching right now is not it.
Jack: Then…where is “it”?
Daniel: Did I just say “all I know”?
Jack: Everyone turn away. I want no witnesses.
Jonas Quinn: At this point, uh, we believe that we’ve mapped the full extent of the ruins.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: No…fancy guns or anything cool?
Jonas: Well, we’ve only completed a preliminary investigation… [Daniel and an airman descend into the Briefing Room].
Dr. Daniel Jackson: I’m sorry I’m late I, uh, [he looks at his watch] forgot what time the meeting was… [he half-laughs, then continue when all look at him in silence] It’s a little joke there. It’s the memory thing…
General George Hammond: Dr. Jackson, this briefing is classified.
Daniel: Yeah, Jonas mentioned that, but, uh, you all said that I used to be a part of this, so…look, I can’t really give you a good reason, I just…feel like I should be here.
General Hammond: Good enough. [Daniel walks over and takes a seat next to Sam at the table.]
Daniel: Beside, who am I gonna tell? I mean, I don’t, uh, I don’t remember anybody, right?
Jack: Good one.
Daniel: Thanks, Jim.
General George Hammond is waiting at the end of the ramp and the wormhole is active. SG-1 – all five members – steps through the even horizon.
General Hammond: Welcome back, Dr. Jackson.
Dr. Daniel Jackson: Thank you. Thank you very much. [He looks around the ‘gate room as though he’s never seen it before.]
General Hammond: You have no memory of who I am?
Daniel: None whatsoever.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: Neither do I, sir. [Hammond gives Jack a look. Jack looks toward the exit and gestures to Daniel] Uh, that way. [Both Daniel and Jack head toward the exit.] Did I mention you owe me 50 bucks?
Colonel Jack O’Neill: Carter…Shamda here was just telling me a story about…a dog and some dancing monkeys.
Shamda: The moral of which is appearances can be deceptive.
Jack: (putting a hand on Shamda’s shoulder) I got that. Very good story, wonderful. Full of nuances, I like that.
Colonel Jack O’Neill: Daniel?
Khordib: Arrom.
Jack: Arrom?
Khordib: It’s what we call him.
Shamda: It means naked one.
Khordib: That’s how we found him in the forest, two moons ago.
Major Pierce: Seems he doesn’t remember who he is.
Jonas Quinn: I got it.
Major Samantha Carter: Hopefully, it’s not contagious.