Wit-is
Wit is periodically disensouled
Wit-is

"Yes, have some."

Ooh, very snazzy. I suspect if you were willing to sacrifice the number on one side of the dice, this whole thing would be a lot neater and easier. You'd only need one layer of silicone, then, and wouldn't have to deal with mold lines.

Well played.

The Pantone swatch like a vermilion to me, which is one of my favorite colors.

Peter Pan just keeps hitting me over the head lately, probably because of the anniversary. It's never really been one of my favorite stories; I always thought Peter was kind of a twerp.

Thanks

Olive for me as well. A salty one.

Ha. Yes, thank you.

Ack! I hadn't read the author's comments. He actually said: "Where was this enunciated / stated / written / implied? Not in my story – and my problem with literary or other criticism of stories by living authors is that before you go implying motives to them, you could ASK them what they meant."

Why a rusty spoon, Charlie Jane?

A real hot water bottle will keep you warm for several hours.

I'd suggest springing for a real hot water bottle like this one by Fashy rather than risk a makeshift one springing a leak. I've had mine for ten years now. (It's also great for sore backs and when you're sick.) [www.amazon.com]

He was really fantastic in that. I also quite liked his brief appearances in Mystery Men and Shrek II.

Given the structure of the problem, any answer that's correct must be incorrect. A paradox!

Googled: strange us civil war uniforms. Got all I needed.

Ha! I dragged this movie out and watched it last year. It was fantastic, but I think I'm good for another twenty years or so.

Your link to Harvard Crimson is borked.

My city has a famous Lady in White who haunts the streets. Lots of people have seen her; I've seen her myself any number of times. She always looks so isolated. Of course there's one slight difference between our lady in white and everyone else's, and that's that ours is still quite alive.

Wouldn't know; I didn't spend a lot of time speaking with her!

In undergrad I ran afoul of a professor who hated speculative fiction to the extent that she would not allow me into her advanced creative writing class, which I needed for my degree. (The rest of the department rallied around me, switched about my course requirements and got me through without her class, but that's