Hot Summer
 

I don't think the question is "should he go for it." She doesn't like him, he said so. To keep trying would be harassment, wouldn't it?

The real question here is why can't her talk about her tits with his friends. It might be because he doesn't have friends he can talk with, or it might be that he is so anally controlled that he avoids any conversation that could harm his career if it ever came to light. People are just trying to see which answer it is.

BB6
 

I'd bring you the premiere (I was the project attorney for it), as my wife will be otherwise occupied . . . . but they're having the fucking thing in NYC. AGAIN (they did this for Bad News Bears also).

So no, pay your $9.50. I think you'll be able to get a seat on opening weekend. Though I agree, lots of good publicity on BB6.

I too think Maggie's in trouble - I like the chances of Janelle, James, Howie or Rachel to win HOH over those douchebags in "the friendship." Ugh. Could they be any more self righteous? They're the ones who started accusing Michael of "sexual harrasment" (is the BB6 house a workplace?). Ridiculous.

Hot Summer
 

Your posts have been riddled with typos today. I would make a comment about choice of beverage so early in the day, but then that would trigger a knee-jerk reaction from you.

But it's like you're not even trying anymore.

BB6
 

Oh yeah. The friendship. I almost got sick when I heard that. Bleah.

And could this one be any more annoying? Why would James even try to talk to her? He knew she was just going to go back to "the friendship" and blab. Can she ever stop talking? And the tears over Cappy? You've got to be kidding me. She knew him 2 weeks. WTF?

http://www.cbs.com/primetime/bigbrot...te/bio_pic.jpg

BB6
 

It seems a bit cruel of the network to put horrendous photos that look like middle school class pics (with the same fucking blue background even from 20 years ago) up on the website. I don't watch the show and after seeing a few of those pics posted by NFH, I have no desire to see the show. Was there a discount at the KMart photo shoppe?

BB6
 

Have you/(hubbie maybe?) done any leg work looking for a cure?

Hot Summer
 

Bitch please. CNN(or MSNBC) editors don't proof 95% of my work.

Hot Summer
 

I think about this when the old lady's got me cleaning the cat litter. "Would I eat the whole litter box? Could I do that?" The answer is, if it would keep me in exactly my current lifestyle without ever having to work again, yes. I would get out the Grey Poupon, bbq sauce, Hersey's Syrup, whatever... and be shovelling those turds and piss biscuits in my face like a fucking hot dog eating championship.

I once heard "partner" described as winning a pie eating contest where the prize was more pie. People get backed into it or shoot for it because they don't have anything else to gun for in life, or they can't do anything else. Its the one of those "Well, if I must do a shitty job, I might as well do one that pays" gigs.

The sort of person who bucks to be partner, lives to be partner and loves the endless hours and annoyance of it is the black letter definition of a tool.

Hot Summer
 

I know I've been through this with you before. If you are handling the cat feces you are eventually eating some of it. It is only a matter of volume.

Not Bob's Career Guidance Corner
 

Because I think of myself as a mentor* to all of my imaginary friends here in Internetville, I offer these following tips based upon my day today. Enjoy.
[list=1][*]Stop talking about the weaknesses of your client's position when an unfamiliar person gets on the elevator in your office building. Even if your firm is the only occupier of the building (and it wasn't), some bozo solo practitioner may be wandering around the place.
[*]If you're dumb enough to discuss the weakness of your client's position, try not to mention the name of your client. (I know have a dilemma about whether I am in possession of material non-public information.)
[*]And don't laugh about their issues in public, you moron.
[*]It's also not a good idea to discuss the price of your shirts in public. I don't care how well they fit, or how the Hooters waitress liked them.
[*]Be nice to the UPS guy when he's trying to get on the elevator in your building. He's the one who will come by your secretary's desk for a last minute pickup if you have discovery responses that need to be served, and it's one minute before his truck is scheduled to leave.[/list=1]

That is all. Oh, and there is no sex in the Champagne Room.

*And, mmm, you don't have to be black to be my mentee. Because Not Bob loves the little GAs/all the GAs on the web/red and yellow, black and white/they are precious in his sight/Not Bob loves the little GAs.

Hot Summer
 

Anyone can eat cat shit. I'm talking about big stinking pieces of horseshit.

Hot Summer
 

It still confuses me when you two talk to each other.

I guess that's what being Canadian is all about. That, and a 100% chance of surviving a plane crash.

Hot Summer
 

Here's a tip. When someone calls you an "impotent protagonist" when likening to your unrequited love for a summer to a plot in a literary work, he doesn’t mean literally “unable to achieve an erection.”

And when you answer such an accusation with “I am very potent and have lots of sex” you prove the accuser’s point - that you are a robot (and an unread one at that).

Hot Summer
 

I wasn't saying I wouldn't eat horseshit. You put 5 million dollars in a briefcase in front of me and I'll do just about anything. Horseshit is the least of the depths I'd plunge not to have to be bored for money for the rest of my life.

Hot Summer
 

I would chop off...three fingers. Not the entire hand, though.