Over in
lifein1973, I got into a scuffle with
excathedra1895 over the possible American remake of
Life on Mars. Not because I give a shit either way, really, but because she was all whiny about how Americans just remake British tv series and then they're "dreadful". "Don't the Americans have any original ideas??????", she asks, with multiple question marks.
Yes, yes, I know,
cereta's porn mantra, but I got caught up in it.
She just called me a "graying 37-year-old", said I probably didn't know what an oxymoron is, and called me "*love*".
Dudes --
check her profile. Be sure to note the photos and photomanipulations and color bars.
*is dying laughing*
I'm just so glad there was no lj, or worldwide web, or any kind of gui when I was twenty. She's damned for all time. I hope I run across her when she's a "graying 37-year-old" and find out if she's learned anything. Ah, youth. Really, with this kind of entertainment, who needs kick the can and mumblety-peg! Get off my lawn! That's just banana oil!
ETA: I've been informed that
excathedra1895 has removed all of the photos and color bars and giant list of everything she "is" (including "old souled", "an anachronism", "elitist", etc.) from her user profile. She sneered at me, I sneered at her, she took her toys and went home. I guess the game's over -- besides, it's dusk, and I hear momma calling me, so I best head to the pump out back and wash up for supper.
Perhaps, despite my doubts,
all is not lost when it comes to learning and growing.