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I was being ambiguous. Better chance of seeing extraterrestrials too, probably. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I'd rather go to the bottom of the ocean. Better chance of seeing aliens. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

That's my logic, too. It's red wine for me (preferably a cheap Pinot Noir). And champagne or "sparkling wine" as it were. 'Tis the season. Pour me some bubbly! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Amen. I pay little to no attention to calories or fat grams or anything in the nutritional information box. I am, however, an obsessive ingredient-reader. It's annoying sometimes when people don't understand this concept. Not only are Splenda-made foods worse for you, they taste worse. Why the hell do I want a piece of Splenda pie? No thanks, Aunt Sally. I'll have a piece of Uncle Ted's rich, delicious, old-fashioned pumpkin pie. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Drag. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

No one can stop Blue Tooth Johnson! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

You're forgiven.

I vote absentee. Never voted any other way. Although I do get jealous the in-persons get a sticker. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Meh. You response to him in the given link was good enough for me. Let's go. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Yes I am. And I like you, too... Fucking hijacker. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I LOVE this statement! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I love irony. She was no dummy. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

If I could give one word of advice--right now--it's what matters most is the bottom line. Spend here. Save more there. The bottom line is all that matters. And I'm not just talking money. I'm talking energy. I'm talking waste. I'm talking pollution. I'm sick of people looking at one or two details and judging all. It's so stupid. What matters is the bottom line. That is all. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Sabre LOVES potty time. He doesn't do that, but that's when he rubs and rubs in and out of your legs. Or, if you were wearing pants, he lays in them on the floor. Oh dear. Now that's just TMI. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I don't know. Probably the same reason I don't like my dog (or cats) watching me have sex. I just don't want to be naked in the tub with an animal. Is that so weird? Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Is that all it takes? Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Since you asked... I put on my bikini, get in a tub, and place the little angel in my lap and proceed. For some reason they both stay more calm this way--especially Zoe'. Sabre lets me do anything I want regardless, but he also prefers when I'm in the tub with him.

I like the media. You have to learn to laugh at yourself, hunny. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I hate myself for saying this but... I caught part of an episode and it's fucking hilarious. I thought TMZ was a celebrity-loving organization. I guess they are in that celebs are their bread-n-buttah but, they're really making fun of most of them. And that's funny. It reminds me of The Onion, but 100% entertainment-focused. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

(Haven't yet read others' responses) You're assuming quite a lot, here. I suppose I fall into the "200-jump wonder" category, though I have a bit more jumps than that. I still have my gear. Not worth it to sell. And not "done skydiving" necessarily, but... It's one of those things. I certainly didn't "leave" b/c of any "difficult learning process". I was a natural in freefall (if I do say so myself). It's like anything else--I did my first jump not long after my 20th birthday. After I graduated AFF I met Billy (he had about 3,500 jumps at the time. Now has close to 5,000). We moved in together. I graduated college. We bought a house. And life started moving SUPER fast. SUPER fun! But, fast! Too fast to spend all my free time at the DZ like I had been. Skydiving requires commitment to stay current. There's plenty of mornings I've woken up and felt like skydiving, but when it's been so many months since my last jump, it becomes more difficult to rationalize. I'm all about safety. It's not safe jumping sporadically. And since we have several other expensive hobbies it's just like, "OK, I'm done with that for now". I'm only 27. I doubt I'm gone forever. But, it's been a year since I've jumped. And in that year I've done a lot of traveling, kayaking, deep-sea fishing, riding the Harley, playing with my furry angels, and lots more. So....you know if you don't want to be my friend b/c of that, I'm not sweatin' it. No offense. But life is too good to worry about how long it, relationships, or anything else will last. If something's good (like a friendship), I say enjoy it while you can. Plan for the worst. Hope for the best.

I thought this guy's costume was fun. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

All I can say about Babel is I actually finished it. I get it. But profound? Seven Academy Award nominations? Water is a good movie (if you don't mind subtitles. I don't.).

Yey!