I like money better than people. People can so rarely be exchanged for goods and/or services!

Willow ,'Showtime'


Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.  

[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.


DavidS - Oct 23, 2005 5:05:56 pm PDT #120 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Maidengurl - it was Liz Phair.

Teppy - yes.


Lilty Cash - Oct 23, 2005 5:26:48 pm PDT #121 of 10003
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."

I was just craving a big glass of milk and now I have it. Thus, I am wicked happy.


aurelia - Oct 23, 2005 5:31:59 pm PDT #122 of 10003
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Was that Chris Botti that played tonight?


Susan W. - Oct 23, 2005 5:34:12 pm PDT #123 of 10003
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Yep. At least, he did God Bless America, so I'm assuming he did the anthem too.


Laura - Oct 23, 2005 5:48:28 pm PDT #124 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.

It was quite nice. As was the Grand Slam.


aurelia - Oct 23, 2005 5:58:00 pm PDT #125 of 10003
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Was I the only one to yell "TONY!" when they showed Carlos Bernard in the stands?


sumi - Oct 23, 2005 6:12:29 pm PDT #126 of 10003
Art Crawl!!!

Hee.

(I didn't see that but if I had -- I would totally have yelled that and BTW, Daniel Bess is in GA tonight.)


Lee - Oct 23, 2005 6:15:00 pm PDT #127 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Item #368402 from the "damn, my cat is weird" file: Ozzie has decided that he, not my laptop, should be in my lap, so he is resting as much in my lap as he can. In order to make sure I know he is there, he keeps licking me, and then, when that is ignored, resting his teeth against my skin. He's not biting-- just letting me know he could.


Beverly - Oct 23, 2005 6:25:12 pm PDT #128 of 10003
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Awww. Skritch Ozzie for me. I miss his grey poufiness. And I miss his lovely catstaff, too. Curse this damned geography!


aurelia - Oct 23, 2005 6:31:32 pm PDT #129 of 10003
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Woo! Cold and wet, but happy on the South Side!

Perkins, I think he's got the teeth ready just in case you decide to play PBJ Time.