Let him do his thing, and then you get him out. No messing with him for laughs.

Mal ,'Ariel'


Spike's Bitches 25 to Life  

[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.


Scrappy - Aug 25, 2005 2:45:21 pm PDT #8670 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

The Stones have always admired classic Blues players, and they tend to work until they are ancient and/or die, so I can see them wanting to tour forever.


Aims - Aug 25, 2005 2:46:03 pm PDT #8671 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Seeing The Stones is something Iwant to do before I/they die.


vw bug - Aug 25, 2005 2:47:03 pm PDT #8672 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

I think I'm going to bed at 8. This is pathetic.


NoiseDesign - Aug 25, 2005 2:47:04 pm PDT #8673 of 10001
Our wings are not tired

I have the feeling they'll be touring long after they are dead.

I think some of them already are.


Aims - Aug 25, 2005 2:48:10 pm PDT #8674 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Be nice to Keith.


billytea - Aug 25, 2005 2:52:36 pm PDT #8675 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

All it takes is the arrival of a pizza stone.

There is that. I had a PC pizza stone in the States, and very pleased I was with it too.


DavidS - Aug 25, 2005 3:14:27 pm PDT #8676 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Random Pictures: Snowy egrets in the Bay Area

Our foggy summer


billytea - Aug 25, 2005 3:21:53 pm PDT #8677 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Random Pictures: Snowy egrets in the Bay Area

Ooh, that's very nice. I'm going to take a moment to pimp a magazine of nature photography, called Nature's Best. [link] The quality of the pictures is superb. Just astounding. And their Fall edition each year is dedicated to the best pics in their worldwide photography competition. Superlatives fail me here. It's just heartstoppingly beautiful. I have to get it sent out from the US, not cheap for a magazine, but there's no way I'd cancel this subscription.


dw - Aug 25, 2005 3:28:28 pm PDT #8678 of 10001
Silence means security silence means approval

All it takes is the arrival of a pizza stone.

Never had one. Instead of spending $15 on a pizza stone I spent $1.50 on an 12" unglazed terra cotta tile. Does the same thing for whole lot less.

It's very chi-chi tile because it's handmade by Mexican peasants and baked in the sun using some timeless method taught to them by some long extinct First Nations people, then lovingly hugged and loved and hand-packed for shipment to your sensitive cultural bobo types who just want lovingly made unglazed terra cotta on their terrazzo where they drink their $30 pinot noir and listen to their faux-jazz records.

I go in once a year, buy two of them, put one in the oven, then replace it with the other one six months later. And every time I do, I get the oddest looks from the bobos trying to decide how many boxes of tiles they need.


Jessica - Aug 25, 2005 3:38:12 pm PDT #8679 of 10001
If I want to become a cloud of bats, does each bat need a separate vaccination?

I completely accidentally left my pizza stone in our old apartment (it lived in the oven, and it never occured to me to pack the damn thing until we'd lived here a month and I wanted to bake on it, and it wasn't there). I must replace it at some point.

The Stones have always admired classic Blues players, and they tend to work until they are ancient and/or die, so I can see them wanting to tour forever.

On the other hand, they've also been giving "this is our last tour!" interviews since the mid-70's. One of these days they might mean it.