Open Road Song

On Instagram:

Palmer: So, does putting a filter on things automatically make it art?
Suze: I don't think so, no.
Palmer: So I can't just put a filter on a turd and call it art? What if I make it green?

Palmer: Ok, I've put it on Instagram, I really hope no one is following me.
Suze: I'm following you, and that's disgusting.
Palmer: I know! The filter makes it look extra grungy!
Suze: Yeah, its disgusting.
Palmer: I am so proud of this. I'm sending it to Eric!

Palmer: Oh, you have a Tumblr now? You've become one of those people.
Suze: Whatever. Clearly I need to follow more tumblrs, because it is unacceptable that my Dashboard hasn't been updated.
Palmer: Oh my.
Suze: Look, I'm not sure you understand- there are a lot of GIFs, ok?

Watching the first episode of Breaking Bad, and Walt has just collapsed.
Palmer: I don't want you to worry- he's not dead.
Suze: I know, he has cancer.
Palmer: *blank look*
Suze: It's the whole premise of the series!

Suze: So basically, a few months ago... [stumbles over words]... meh meh meh.
Palmer: ...ok?
Suze: If I were a professional actor, I'd be awesome for gag reels.
Palmer: You do make fun noises.

Palmer: So you want me to pour you a glass of a wine you don't like?
Suze: No, I bought Yellowtail, of which I've had two glasses.
Palmer: I can tell.
Suze: Look-
Palmer: I did look, that's how I could tell!

Palmer: Edward James Olmos is such a teddy bear of a commander!
Suze: Huh?
Palmer: I just want to squeeze him!

Suze: Sweetheart, will you grab me a beer?
Palmer: Sure thing babe.
*Palmer re-enters living room, holds beer on crotch*
Palmer: Is this the beer you wanted?
Suze: Can I see your beer babe? I promise I won't put it on my crotch.
Palmer: Ok, just because I'm curious.
*Suze takes beer, sets it on the cat on her lap*
Suze: Don't worry, I'm just going to put it on my pussy.
Palmer: You think you're so clever.

Regarding The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

Suze: You know honestly, I didn't see the relationship between Edmund and Caspian as brotherly affection.
Palmer: Oh no, they were totally about to make out.
Suze: Ok! I'm so glad you agree with me!
Palmer: Oh yeah, that scene where they were putting the armor on? Totally preceded by handies.

While discussing the recent riots and potential coup in Ecuador:

Palmer: I've got a great idea for a sitcom about coups.
Suze: Oh, do you?
Palmer: It'd be called Coup's The Boss!

Suze: What does coup d'etat even mean? Something about power?
Palmer: Well I think "etat" means head...
Suze: Oh, so maybe "cutting off the head"?
Palmer: *in a snobby voice* In the original Latin, yes.
Suze: "Coup d'etat" is French.
Palmer: As I said, in the Latin...

I promise! I know I've disappeared and not posted, but I am still alive! (And in your journals, reading your entries. Via my flist, so stop being creeped out, kay?)

Florida happened. I will write an actual post about this tonight or tomorrow night, complete with pictures! Mostly of birds, but still, pictures!

It is painfully hot in DC today, and will continue to be so for days. We're under heat advisory (though not Code Red yet, so I still have to pay to ride the bus), and in PG and Montgomery counties they are under water restrictions. Lost of suburbanites pissed off about their dead lawns, but oh well!

Today I'm chilling in Silver Spring, waiting for the World Cup game to start. After that I'll head home, paint my nails, and get psyched for pub quiz. (Also, I'm pretty excited about my new nail polish colors- butter yellow, pinkish plum, and jade green. Pretty!)

Last night, after rescuing a beetle from the mailbox and its certain death, I placed it on a climbing vine on the side of the house. It then proceeded to determinedly climb the vine, which ended about a foot up.

Me: What happens when it reaches the top of the vine?
Palmer: Profit?

I love my boyfriend.