When I was younger, Season 4 was my least favorite. Now that my taste is older and more well-refined, it is clearly the best of them all.

"Darling? Is that you, Darling?"

Wait... so, in theory, if a life-extension technique were developed based on this, you'd have to use your own cells and walk them back to stem cells. Which means, at some point in your life, your telomeres are too short and the cells too mutated to effectively 'prolong' your lifespan... in other words, if you were too…

My thoughts going into this article: "Please not Raimi, please not Raimi..."

This is damned impressive. I'm not much of a Who fan but I adore Sherlock... and I still loved this, despite the occasional odd bit. Somebody needs to hire this filmmaker post-haste!

1) Make faceplate light up with eyes.
2) Install Siri.
3) ???
4) Profit

Wow, that's a cool finding. I can imagine there are a fair number of TBI patients who would willingly sign up for experimental treatments like this with the hope of recovering some functionality, if they could get a device ready for human testing.

Oh, I know why they do it. I'm saying it's a bastard-coated move with bastard filling, and only continues to show that the American brand of ruthless, cutthroat capitalism is doing nothing but angering the people who make it work. Also, I have no opinion on the matter. >.>

Seconded, thirded and fourthed (I found a couple of friends to pitch in).

On examination, my intrinsic bias tends to put me just slightly north of average. I do like to think that I mostly avoid the intentions bit, by reminding myself that other people are working just as hard for things they care about as I am, unless they open their mouths and remove all doubt, as is sometimes said. I…

Thanks! That may indeed be a worthwhile investment.

We tried salt, and it helped, but it didn't quite fill in the blanks. My wife and I have varying levels of salt tolerance (though they both range toward 'high' given that we both have low blood pressure) and we always use a fair amount of salt.

Thanks! I'll check it out.

So, I love cooking and creating new things by, say, finding a recipe and going Hollywood on it—keeping the name and maybe the principle, but basically changing out the stuff in it for stuff I like.

And don't forget, in the year one million and a half, human kind is enslaved by giraffe.

Oh. I was kidding, sorry. Looking back on it now it does look like I'm being pretty harsh on the cats. =) My apologies.

So's mine. Two generations up there were 12 boys out of 15 kids. In my generation there are three boys capable of carrying on the family name. Oops.

Having gone through the loss several times, I can honestly say that the eventual grief is difficult, but is vastly, vastly outweighed by the years of friendship and loyalty. I know that my 4-year old Newfoundland will likely not live to see 10 (probably not even 8, given her health complications) but every day with…

Except he's British, so he should probably have scaled it down a bit.

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