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Beth (the 'Mac' is silent) ([personal profile] lolmac) wrote2012-01-03 12:00 pm

LOLUnseasonal


Kin we plant dem in da spring?
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[identity profile] campylobacter.livejournal.com 2012-01-03 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
lol

[identity profile] lothithil.livejournal.com 2012-01-03 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
But... but... but, if we take down the lights, how will the Easter Groundhog know where to deliver our flowers and mead?
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[identity profile] thothmes.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Plz to send email of Easter Groundhog, so we can get into some of that flower and mead action? We only have the bunny here, and although he brings little gifties and candy, as a diabetic, I'm always looking for alternatives to the Big Giant Candy Glut! I'd be willing to leave out watercress as a bit of quid pro quo. My mom's groundhog was nuts about watercress...

[looks hopeful]

[identity profile] lothithil.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
If you're really, really good, Easter Groundhog will bring you Scotch Eggs. Crazy calories, but less carbs than a Cadbury Cream Egg! lol

[identity profile] jackwabbit.livejournal.com 2012-01-03 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Hubby took ours down today. Boo!

But we still have our tree up. I'm arguing that it should take up until twelfth night... ;)

[identity profile] jackwabbit.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
What a grand idea!

Disposal wasn't an issue in Maine. I would drag our tree to the woods and let it die a truly natural death. Here, the dump takes all sorts of things all year, so it's not an issue, either, but they really want you to do it in January. Fascists. ;)

[identity profile] jackwabbit.livejournal.com 2012-01-06 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, yes. They do that here, too. And up there. But I always manage to miss the windows, so...yeah.

Oh, and mine is still up. ;)
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[identity profile] thothmes.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
Carter's jumping the gun wanting him to take down all her blinky lights now. Traditionalists would give him until January 6th.

Then again, Carter's got a lot of blinky lights...
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[identity profile] thothmes.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
Holiday Light Display


Jack rounded the corner into Carter's lab. No matter how fascinating she found her latest data, she was going to be bitterly disappointed if she learned that she had missed the sight of Teal'c wolfing down a Jaffa sized portion (or five airman sized portions, it was all in how you looked at it!) with a fake fur and stretch velour Santa hat perched on his head. Perched was the right word too. Teal'c was a big guy, with a very big head, and apparently one size-fits-all at the mall was never one-size-fits Jaffa. It was a sight not to be missed.

As he rounded the doorway, Carter held up a hand to forstall him. She was bent intently over her laptop.

"Almost there, sir!" she said.

In a few quick clacks of the keys, and a few clicks of the mouse she looked up. This had given Jack a chance to notice the positively hundred headed hydra of blue wire branching off from a central hub, connecting the laptop to all of Carter's blinky light machines.

The blinky light machines always made Jack feel dumb. Each and every one of those lights, he was sure, meant something significant, and as far as he was concerned, it would have been a great deal clearer if they actually had been in Greek. He was sure that Carter knew what each and every one of them meant.

"There!" she said, and with a final click of the mouse, sent commands winging out over the blue hydra. The lights all stopped their random cacophony, and began to blink in unison.

Wait! Wasn't that...

"Carter, is it supposed to do that?" he said.

"Yes sir!" came the happy reply. The last time he'd seen her look that proud of herself, she'd just blown up a sun. Jack found this a bit worrisome.

"Is it safe?" he asked.

"Do you know Morse code, sir?" she replied.

"I have a passing acquaintance," he said dryly, and waited for the pattern to repeat, then began spelling it out. "M-E-R-R-Y C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S A-N-D H-A-P-P-Y N-E-W Y-E-A-R" he said.

She grinned happily at him again, looking for all the world like she was beaming in pride at his accomplishment.

"It's cheese steak day in the commissary today. Can't miss that!" he offered "And Teal'c has a new hat."

He wouldn't spoil the surprise.

"Not too fond of the commissary cheese steak, sir, but I wouldn't want to miss a new hat."

"No, Carter, you definitely wouldn't."

She walked to the door, turning off the overhead lighting, and he followed her, stepping beyond her into the corridor to allow her to close the door.

They both looked back at the dark room with its pulsing lights for a moment.

"You're such a geek, Carter!" he said, his fond, proud smile taking all the sting out of the accusation.

"Always have been, sir!" was her cheerful rejoinder. She pulled the door closed.

In the darkened room the banks of machines repeated their message of holiday cheer again and again, over and over.

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Edited for typos
Edited 2012-01-04 05:51 (UTC)

[identity profile] macsme.livejournal.com 2012-01-04 11:49 am (UTC)(link)
Brilliant! It's such a treat to find these treasures from time to time.
You LOLMac'ers are quite a creative bunch.
Can't get enough of it. So please continue!
Edited 2012-01-04 11:51 (UTC)