Every time this happens, I’m tempted to resubscribe to Eve. Fortunately, my memories of Spreadsheets in Space as well as various misadventures in NullSec kick in, and the temptation passes. ;)

all I was concerned about was being itchy for a few days.

Great, just what I needed to read. Did I mention I live in DC?

Gay guy in his 40s here, and while my sexual past might be a tad (*cough*) adventurous, he’s had more partners in two months than I’ve had in 30 years. Even my sluttiest most free-spirited friends couldn’t keep up with one season of this guy’s life.

Interesting, thank you for writing that up.

Although Lois seems a bit Generic Mom/Wife in that scene. Unless having a child has *really* mellowed her, I can’t imagine Lois sitting around playing cards in old jeans & sneakers instead of out aggressively finding — and getting into — trouble somewhere.

Hmm, I dunno, I like my science a bit less flippant.

It’s not a matter of accents. Regardless of where she spends her time, Anderson is an American citizen. Much as I think she’d be a great Dr. Who, that inconvenient fact probably rules her out.

Sorry, being able to fake being British is not the same as actually being British, and given the Brexit mood there I doubt folks in the UK want more foreigners taking such high profile jobs. ;)

But I need Anderson to play Ainsley Lowbeer in my imaginary Netflix adaptation of The Peripheral.

Except Alfred is a valet, not a mere butler. Bruce should know the difference!

Um, I sometimes eat pizza with a knife and fork, either to make sure I don’t get grease/sauce on my shirt, or just because I feel like it.

Counterpoint: If one of Gotham’s Bats shows up on the show, it should be Batgirl, not Batwoman. After all Babs and Kara have a history of being friends in other media, while Kate is in a very different league.

Actually it started yesterday. I have co-workers who can’t make it to the office because their buses routes are suspended due to the mess security downtown.

Um, you’re a bit mixed up.

Except with Scarif the Deathstar actually *missed* the base, striking an area far enough away that the blast took a (plot-convenient) couple of minutes to reach it.

I was out there in the late 90's as well. The volcano had been slow that day, only for things to pick up as night was falling. The Park Rangers *really* didn’t want folks trekking towards the lava, but armed with flashlights and bottles of water (we had been warned about the dangers of dehydration) a bunch of us raced…

Btw, I have a fun story where weather delays, a tall passenger, getting bumped up to 1st, and karma all intersected.

Well, I wasn’t going to mention bribery, but my Ex did have a habit of treating the gate agents at his base very, very well. Perhaps making sure to give one he knew had a sweet tooth a box of duty-free chocolates when we got back from an overseas trip. Or perhaps a bottle of wine (not from the plane, of course...) for…

Ex-partner of a flight attendant here, so I’ve flown tons and got to see (too) much of the behind-the-scenes stuff as well.