Or if you want you can delete it not because you've crossed a line but because I've seen it. Thank you!
Ouhh! Snacks! The secret to any successful migration! Who's up for some tasty fried meat products!?
Anya ,'Touched'
F2F 4: Too Much Candy, Never Enough Mojitos.
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: Madison, WI from June 20-22 2008! Official website.
Jen - Aug 06, 2006 6:51:04 pm PDT #3405 of 10002
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you
victor infante - Aug 06, 2006 6:52:17 pm PDT #3406 of 10002
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
Awesome.
It takes a village to subscribe to an e-mail list. (:
Lee - Aug 06, 2006 6:53:16 pm PDT #3407 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
a constant reminder I need to visit again.)
You really do.
victor infante - Aug 06, 2006 6:54:40 pm PDT #3408 of 10002
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
Oh yeah. SF is calling to me a bit. Not as bad as SoCal, which is pretty much in my blood, but I really want to go out and spend quality time. And there's a reading Thessaly and I have a standing invite to read at -- Writers With Drinks -- if we can give the host enough notice.
Lee - Aug 06, 2006 6:56:26 pm PDT #3409 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
That would be really cool. Especially if we actually get to go in to the poetry reading.
victor infante - Aug 06, 2006 6:59:01 pm PDT #3410 of 10002
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
Yeah, that was pretty much a disaster (although it sounded like you guys had fun with Ben and Steve. Who are pretty fun under any circumstances). And I barely saw anyone at my Berkeley reading because we blew a tire in Central California, and were massively late.
At least the one you came to at Carlye's house went well. Otherwise, I'd have a complex.
DavidS - Aug 06, 2006 7:00:54 pm PDT #3411 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Yeah, that was pretty much a disaster
Except for the part where we got to see you, right?
Lee - Aug 06, 2006 7:03:21 pm PDT #3412 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Yeah, that was pretty much a disaster (although it sounded like you guys had fun with Ben and Steve. Who are pretty fun under any circumstances). And I barely saw anyone at my Berkeley reading because we blew a tire in Central California, and were massively late.
Oh, we really did, and I wouldn't call it a disaster at all. We got to spend time with you, and meet new people, and it was fun.
victor infante - Aug 06, 2006 7:03:35 pm PDT #3413 of 10002
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
Except for the part where we got to see you, right?
Oh, the disaster was Lee and Aimee not being able to get into my reading in Venice (the one with Viggo Mortenson and Saul Williams and, uhm, me. Guess who was the low man on that bill?) I put them in the capable hands of two friends who also couldn't get in -- I heard there was a bar with hookahs involved -- and then connected later.
Seeing you and JZ and everyone in SF was wonderful, but I wanted to spend more time. Stupid tire. I think next time I'm going to try to spend like three days, at least.
victor infante - Aug 06, 2006 7:05:15 pm PDT #3414 of 10002
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
Oh, we really did, and I wouldn't call it a disaster at all. We got to spend time with you, and meet new people, and it was fun.
That's good. The whole thing was SO insane, you pretty much had to laugh.
(Saul Williams' groupies stole liquor from the Green Room, so I felt mildly, pettily vindicated. And Viggo gave up his seat so one more person could get in. The whole thing was nuts.)