"The spice must flow" nearly killed me, well done.

And I also heart your writer choices.

ODIN IN A FUCKING CROCKPOT WAS ONE OF THOSE PICTURES ON THE FIRST PAGE OF THAT SITE A CORN-DOG PIZZA?

I prefer to think of my nurturing of my dogs as preparing the first recruits in my unholy canine army. Faster Puppydog! Kill! Kill!

I love that one lion's "what the fuck is that?" reaction when the croc comes out of the water the first time.

I was the only woman at the first Magic convention in Vancouver the year it came out and I destroyed everyone. I wonder if it's like riding a bike...

Best website to learn about competitions? I wouldn't mind getting back in on Limited (I don't have the income to spend on cards and mine are all 15+ years old now).

Pumpkin is good. Repulsive over-cooked pulp laced with enough nutmeg and cinnamon and all spice to kill undiscovered species of beetles is the physical manifestation of angels weeping.

Oddly, I've MADE pumpkin tarts (with sugar pumpkin and maple) that are orgasms in a bite but ... yeah... anything less than hand made without the crop dusting of nutmeg most pies get makes me gag and run.

Jalapeno and beer actually works, the most successful chili beers I've had (and I've had a few) have been that combo. But then I like super sour Flanders Red and once described a farmhand saison as "tasting like buttermilk...you know, in a good way!"

I watched a guy do the wasabi thing to impress a chick at a science fiction convention (note: he did not get laid). He went through the five stages of grief as we watched:

Thank you for speaking out against Pumpkin Pie, which is worse than Hitler.

Yeah, geez, I was just at the Oddball Comedyfest and god damn EVERY comic was talking about social justice and rape culture and misogyny. Aziz Anzari did 30 mins on it; not seeing him getting death threats.

Do my job for a few hours and you will literally despair for humanity. (I work in policing)

*please towel, fall apart. please just do this for me, come on be a buddy, come on towel FAIL*

All the Howling Commandos really. And Peggy. And the dead. Steve's the most tragic kind of time traveler: one way, forward only.

I'll be in my bunk

And the horror and pain on his face and he just goes with it because he knows he can't explain the reality to her, hoping he gets *his* Peggy back, knowing one day she'll just slip all the way over into the dementia.

Evans is one of the few guys I've ever seen I can tolerate facial hair on, which is I think the definition of charisma: something that would normally make me go "ew" just makes him more attractive.

So young and sweet, too. Like a fresh peach.