And last but not least--No. 10 in today's LA Times Bestselling Books (paperback) is "Lost in the Grooves." Go Hec!
Rock! And it only took like three major promotional events in LA to make it happen.
I'd rather stay home and watch television. It's often funnier than killing stuff.
Anya ,'Dirty Girls'
Natter 34: Freak With No Name
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
DavidS - Mar 27, 2005 11:07:41 am PST #714 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
DavidS - Mar 27, 2005 11:19:13 am PST #715 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I have a lovely Easter brunch all set out for the arrival of JZ's mom. I'm making the labor intensive waffles with blueberries, strawberries and bananas. I've also got thick sliced bacon cooking. Some warm brie on crusty bread. Coffee is brewing. Tulips on the table which is set with loving contributions from msbelle and Jon B. We've got some Prosecco to drink, or make Mimosa with. Sun's shining in through the back door and Sam Cooke on the stereo.
Happy Easter.
Laura - Mar 27, 2005 11:24:27 am PST #716 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
That sounds lovely! Happy Easter to you and yours David.
Lee - Mar 27, 2005 11:29:35 am PST #717 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Driving fast (okay, maybe very fast)+not trusting the time listed by mapquest+being a worryier=WAY too much time to kill at the airport.
How are people's easter's going?
DavidS - Mar 27, 2005 11:34:27 am PST #718 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
How are people's easter's going?
Still waiting for JZ's mom to arrive, and fretting about my waffle batter (which has beaten egg whites folded in at the end, and I did that about...half hour ago).
t /Diva Cook
Lee - Mar 27, 2005 11:39:30 am PST #719 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I hope she gets there soon, and hope the batter is fine.
erikaj - Mar 27, 2005 11:43:51 am PST #720 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
It's always fine. My brother just told us how screwed we are. Very fucking festive. Was a bit anxious before, now feel like playing in traffic. Dessert will be nice, though.
sarameg - Mar 27, 2005 11:46:17 am PST #721 of 10001
That is a sweet gift, Allyson.
I have done jack shit this weekend. OK, maybe groceries and laundry, but....and I haven't seen the sun in 3 days.
Unusual cross-cultural music heard within an hour: That "We will rock you" song popular in stadiums. Done with bagpipes. Then, "Rock the Casbah." In Arabic. Made me blink, then laugh.
Had dreams of kidnapping human children from penguin parents (who were very angry about it) with characters from various tv shows. We settled in rural Alabama and then some of the children turned into penguins and fish was hard to find. I REALLY wonder what radio news stories were on while I was sleeping through my alarm. And Jazz After Hours on sunday morning is really really really making me hate jazz.
I think I need more excitement.
Scrappy - Mar 27, 2005 11:48:26 am PST #722 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
If it's taxes, Erika, the IRS will let you pay them off on a monthly basis. Still sucks, but less painful. The year of my divorce (due to inventive accounting by my ex) I got socked with a $7,000 tax bill and this is when I was making $22,000 a year. They let me pay it off over two years.
Consuela - Mar 27, 2005 11:48:27 am PST #723 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Happy Easter, everyone! I made very buttery serbian Kolach bread, which is (so far as I can tell) basically challah. It's braided and then coiled before baking, and turned out very pretty. Hopefully it tastes even better than it looks.
I need to clean my house.
t hugs to you, Erika. I hope things manage to work themselves out somehow.