No sex for you, Steph, ever.
If we can ever get her out to Seattle, I have a guy I can set her up with. He's sweet, charming, a wacky pagan, a HUGE comics geek, big fan of Buffy, Angel, and just about any other genre show, and would think she's gorgeous. The only possible drawbacks are 1) he's also a huge gaming geek, and is in (IIRC) three or four rpg campaigns a week, and 2) I don't know if Steph likes big, teddy-bear-ish type guys.
"Chinese [English vegetable]" is a weird naming convention. I've never quite understood it myself.
There's certainly no good explanation for "Japanese fruitcake," which doesn't remotely resemble anything from Japan.
Or "Jerusalem artichoke," which is neither an artichoke nor from Jerusalem.
Discuss.
t /coffee talk
::waving hand excitedly from the NGA corner::
If anybody can transplant Jilli's description to the east coast, I'll volunteer to make him happy, all the rest of his days.
If anybody can transplant Jilli's description to the east coast, I'll volunteer to make him happy, all the rest of his days.
Somehow, I doubt I can convince him to move.
Weren't kiwis originally called Chinese gooseberries?
Kiwis were called Chinese gooseberries. The change to kiwi was part of a marketing effort.
Somehow, I doubt I can convince him to move.
Curses. Does he like dogs? I might be persuaded...
Steph, I make geeky jokes *all* the time, and I still, in theory, get laid.
(Y'know, when it's actually physically possible and medically allowed.)
(Which means I think I've forgotten what goes where and why, at this point.)
I think that in the proper setting, those sort of jokes actually increase your chances of Extreme Nooky.
(Which means I think I've forgotten what goes where and why, at this point.)
t send Plei the chart I got from my OB/GYN.