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[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.
Is 1:30 too early for a drink?
It's only ever too early for a drink if it's before noon.
And your mother is staying in the house.
my tag is, of course, a message from Rockford's answering machine, cause his luck is a lot like mine.
Poor Jim. At least you don't have people shooting at you quite as often as he does, erika.
Hey does anyone have any advice on how to figure out where the Christmas tree lots are, without having to drive around aimlessly?
Wow. I pass three tree sellers just on my way to work in the morning -- what's with you LA peeps that you have to hide them? So sad...
They ain't hidden, Seany is just a hermit.
It's only ever too early for a drink if it's before noon.
It's always 5 pm somewhere...
Ggggggreat. I just updated my phone. Then, because I have faith in technology, I put the old dead phone in the mailer and sent it bye-bye. Turns out that all of my speed dials are the wrong numbers. This is going to be fun to fix.
Delancey Street was kind enough to sell us a little tree this year.
SA, where will you be in Guatemala?
There's one across the street from the Hollywood Bowl on Highland, Sean.
Not yet, no. Also, have not come as close to the Rupert Giles Dragged Across The Floor Unconscious Invitational.(Although we should probably say that Jim at least set the American standard for Dragged Across A Floor Unconscious.) At one time, I had envisioned an Angel/ Rockford fic. Mistaken identity with the Angels or something. But I was probably sick then too.
If I were to regift this to a person who IS a wine person, would this be considered a nice choice?
If it's a Vintner's Blend then it's a $10 table wine. Ravenswood does have some very nice, fancy upscale Zins (as well as a Zin Vintner's Blend that I get as my default red), but the Merlot you got (while perfectly pleasant) would not register as a nice choice to a wine person. It'd be sort like handing somebody a jar of Smucker's Strawberry Jam for xmas. "Oh. Okay. I can put this on toast."
There's one across the street from the Hollywood Bowl on Highland, Sean.
Oh, perfect!
They ain't hidden, Seany is just a hermit.
If they don't open a tree lot across the street from me, I don't know where to go.
It's always 5 pm somewhere...
Exactly....
At one time, I had envisioned an Angel/ Rockford fic. Mistaken identity with the Angels or something. But I was probably sick then too.
Snerk.