Congratulations on the Prius!
And you didn't need to wait for it or anything?
ita - how did you get to interview the PM?
Everyone's getting spanked but me.
Willow ,'The Killer In Me'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[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.
sumi - Jul 02, 2006 2:51:29 pm PDT #2809 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Fay - Jul 02, 2006 2:52:22 pm PDT #2810 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
I did interview Margaret Thatcher in her living room at 10 Downing St.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Good God, what did you say? Did you try throwing a bucket of water over her? Or hurling a piece of her jewellery into the Crack of Mount Doom?
sj - Jul 02, 2006 2:56:27 pm PDT #2811 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Mom came in here a little while ago and she saw the e-mail that Dave sent out for my birthday gathering while I was trying to pull up the pictures of our new neice. As a result, I had to answer the question, "What is a Big Gay Pirate?".
sumi - Jul 02, 2006 2:59:20 pm PDT #2812 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Did you show her a picture of Captain Jack?
I saw an ad for some sort of pirate program marathon that was supposed to be happening on History Channel.
Alas, it's not today.
-t - Jul 02, 2006 3:00:20 pm PDT #2813 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Yay Prius!
sj - Jul 02, 2006 3:00:59 pm PDT #2814 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
She has seen PotC, but I don't think slash would register in my mother's brain. She seemed satisfied with the answer, "That's what my friends and I call PotC."
§ ita § - Jul 02, 2006 3:06:24 pm PDT #2815 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My father came home one day and asked if I wanted to interview the PM. I said sure, since I was mightily impressed with a woman running a country (I was 14 or so!) Then ensues the merry hijinx of multi-culti kids riding in their own double decker around London, ferried to the PM's place, where we were filmed for some TV show I'd never watched all interviewing Mags.
I think I asked about her role models. I sure don't remember her answer. I however, was in a cream sweater, tartan kilt, and brown knee high boots. And there was a cute guy in our group who kept pressing the call button on the bus you weren't really supposed to press. Especially not a bunch of times.
Like I said, 14.
Polter-Cow - Jul 02, 2006 3:10:52 pm PDT #2816 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Kristin, congrats on the purchase of your Prius.
I, on the other hand, just bought (well, technically, my dad bought) the best pants in the history of the universe from Dillards clearance. They're these Ralph Lauren corduroys. And they're GREEN. Like GREEN AS HELL. Like WHEN THE LIGHTS TURN OFF, THEY WILL GLOW. And they were TEN DOLLARS.
I have a feeling they might make me look incredibly gay, but chicks dig gay guys, so I'm okay with that.
DavidS - Jul 02, 2006 3:59:30 pm PDT #2817 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
We're back from Livermore where we won again. We're 3-0 and going to the semis. Jack hit a hoome run. A glorious, gorgeous blast. Ahhh, it was good. Emmett hit a ball as hard as I've seen him hit it - at least as hard as his ground rule double in Sacramento. Just caught all of it and absolutely smoked a line drive over the centerfielder's head for a double.
Emily, I'll pick you up at the airport and help with your planning when you get here.
Steph L. - Jul 02, 2006 4:37:49 pm PDT #2818 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
The farmer's market was most satisfying. I got a pound of cherries, a couple of pints of strawberries, some local honey, lettuce, tomatoes, a big fat red bell pepper, 1/2 pound of smoked cheddar, and 4 petite palmiers (cookies that are about half a step away from being pastry), all for just under $20. Yum. And then, because it's 1,000 degrees this weekend and I wandered around in the heat in the middle of the afternoon -- and because it's Sunday and I had no obligations -- I came home and napped. Bliss.