Buffy ,'Showtime'
[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.
I think that was Smokey Robinson and The Miracles. Hec?
Sure is. Do I need to make you a sixties soul mix too? The seventies is much more Pelecanos, though. Anyway, I spent most of yesterday afternoon working on your mix and Anne's mix.
Tom Petty is totally a pot-head.
eta: Huzzah for the good news on Cashmere's Mom's heart. See, I think the surgeon knew it was good mojo.
Yea for Cashmere's Mom!
Nope...some other time. Just checking my facts. You're more fun than google, and yes, it is the soul of the seventies that my Secret Literary Boyfriend calls "American opera"(Which makes that one Spike Lee movie scored with Copland kind of fucked up, if you ask me, which nobody did.)ETA: And it was the soul of the seventies that was probably the first music I ever heard, actually. If it wasn't "Margaritaville" or "I am Woman" "Mrs. Jones" got to me before The Beatles. I wonder what a shrink would say about that.
vw, I thought you might find this link on Appalachian dialect interesting: [link]
I stumbled on it by accident while googling for the Scots Gaelic for whiskey (it's something like uisge-beatha, but I want to make sure I'm spelling it right), and I have no idea how accurate it is, but it's interesting.
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A tardy, but sincere, thank you to all my Bitches for the birthday wishes!
Continued heart~ma for your mom, Cash.
~ma, hair pats and glitter to the anyone who needs or wants them.
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Hey Maria! Happy belated birthday. Hope you have a super-schmoopy Valentine's Day with your DF.
~ma to Cashmere's mom and brenda's dad. And, yay that Cash's mom is doing okay!
Happy Anniversary, Deena & Greg!!
Happy Valentine's Day, Bitches!
I became an aunt again!. My nephew, Josh, was born Friday. 7 lbs. 19 inches.
Hec! Thank you! No super-schmoop for us, but I think he's planning on taking me to dinner. I just got an email requesting that my ass be home no later than 7 pm.
brenda, knee~ma for your dad. He can have all of what I bogarted for my father.
beathen, I friended you on LJ (mfnlaw).
ION, do not open packages from the IRS. They bring nothing but grief and heartache. The audit~ma didn't work. The zombies are telling me that I owe the gubmint a tad bit over $6000. Screw them. I'm appealing.
ETA: Congratulations, Auntie ChiKat!
hooray for aunthood! boo for IRS.
beathen, I friended you on LJ (mfnlaw)
Cool. I got you back.
Happy Valentine's Day Bitches!
Happy Anniversary Deena & Greg!