Jilli, how could you keep the Stunt Husband from us all this time?
Because he wouldn't listen to me when I told him he needed to join us?
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Jilli, how could you keep the Stunt Husband from us all this time?
Because he wouldn't listen to me when I told him he needed to join us?
Silly StuntHusband.
Bad StuntHusband! Always listen to Jilli!!
Sheesh.
t comes back from DC Kings website
Boy, that Indy is HAWT!!
but I wish men had fabulous men's clothing comparable to Victoriana.
Surely there are ascots and pocket scarves and uh...doodads and. Uhm. gewgaws?
And smoking jackets. Never forget the smoking jacket.
Aw, you are all so sweet. As for why I didn't come here sooner...it's not so much a matter of not listening to Jilli, as it is me just...not remembering. Not so much forgetting, but I tend to lose things like names, or addresses, or birthdays, if I don't act on them immediately/write them down. I mean, I roomed with my friend Wendy (Magz, my Evil Overlordly Assistant/Henchman) for over 8 years, and I still can't remember her birthday. I've been in a relationship with my PARTNER for 3 years, and I can't remember *his* birthday.
So...while there are times I don't listen to Jilli because she's asking for an arc welder again (a thousand times NO!), this wasn't one of them. I'm just old, and senile, and unless it pertains to Tolkien, or Star Wars, or Firefly, or West Wing, or Fading Suns, or FarScape...I probably won't remember.
Back to the original topic - ooo, Victorian *uniforms*. Yes, I forgot about those. Not as gaudy and costume-like as Sgt. Pepper's marching band stuff, but yes...*yes*. And there are always more Infernal Devices that need to be manufactured, so reverting to Evil Overlordness is a very good thing.
Postscript: there's a beautiful steampunk adventure novel by KW Jeter called "Infernal Devices" I heartily recommend. Clockwork Paganinis and church-choirs, half-selkie ladies-of-the-evening in Victorian London, and a plan to blow up the earth to get the attention of Martians, like a large firework.
Jilli, take note.
Postscript: there's a beautiful steampunk adventure novel by KW Jeter called "Infernal Devices" I heartily recommend. Clockwork Paganinis and church-choirs, half-selkie ladies-of-the-evening in Victorian London, and a plan to blow up the earth to get the attention of Martians, like a large firework.
Jilli, take note.
Oooh, and here's me going to Powell's Books this weekend ...