Everyone's getting spanked but me.

Willow ,'The Killer In Me'


Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers  

[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.


Atropa - Jan 11, 2007 2:09:04 pm PST #379 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Something in pink and black, I hope.

I hope so, too. I'm waiting to hear back from my One True Seamstress about if she has the time to make me a black-with-pink-trim Polonaise.


juliana - Jan 11, 2007 2:10:18 pm PST #380 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

there's too much going on right now to relax and enjoy it.

Hrm. You sure? Well, the offer's open, because I know I won't get off my ass and go this year.

Jilli, I need you to come down and go through my closet with me, and then we can go shopping!


Atropa - Jan 11, 2007 2:12:06 pm PST #381 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Something in pink and black, I hope.

Oh, that would be SO MUCH FUN.


Astarte - Jan 11, 2007 2:14:06 pm PST #382 of 10001
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.

Yay! Math watch-n-post!

We are such geeks.


sj - Jan 11, 2007 2:17:08 pm PST #383 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I can't picture Jilli not being a show stopper.

Hec, pretty jewellery links.

I had a dentist appointment today. Two cavities that have to be filled next week. Then I went shopping with Mom. I didn't spend that much because it was almost all exchanges and gift certificate spending, but I did score a satin skirt at Banana Republic for a party Saturday night. I wasn't going to get it because it was marked at $68, but it was only $22.


Pix - Jan 11, 2007 2:17:58 pm PST #384 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Sorry about the fillings, sj. I had four last week, so I have a lot of empathy. But YAY skirt!


vw bug - Jan 11, 2007 2:19:45 pm PST #385 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Ok. Math Problem 1.

On August 13, 2001, you could buy $10,000 US Treasurey bonds that pay simple interest of

  • 5.51% per year in February each year through maturity in February 2031, at a cost of $9,802 each; or

  • 11.25% per year in February each year through 2015, at a cost of $15,529 each.

Each bond also returns $10,000 at maturity.

a) What is the annual yield of each investment?

b) Compare these two investment opportunities, which differ vastly in interest rate but also in cost.

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Here are the notes I took down when we discussed this problem in class:

  • You buy a bond for a certain amount of money. Ex: $9,802.

  • Every year you earn simple interest on the face value of the bond. Ex: 5.51% on $10,000 - paid to you each year.

  • So, in 2001 you pay $9,802; every year you get $551. In 2031 you get $10,000. So, total amount: 551x30+10,000.

Part B)

  • You pay $15,529 to buy a bond with a face value of $10,000; 11.25% interest; 15-year term

  • Annual Yield = total interest/your principal


DavidS - Jan 11, 2007 2:20:27 pm PST #386 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Jill Tracy's favorite San Francisco haunt:

I took him [Thomas Truax] to one of my favorite secret treasures, the Columbarium. Off the beaten path even for most San Franciscans, the Columbarium's eerie history is as spellbinding as walking inside its ornate interiors. Nestled in a secluded two-acre garden spot, it beckons-- a beguiling copper-domed neoclassical 1897 Victorian building with brilliant stained glass windows and the cremated ashes of over 30,000 bodies housed in lovingly decorated niches. Row after row, story after story. It's dizzying. Few people realize that this structure was originally the centerpiece of a 167-acre cemetery and crematorium. Take heed superstitious folks: The Richmond District was entirely cemeteries until a 1901 law made burial illegal in San Francisco, and other laws in the 1930s mandated the removal of all graves to newly created Colma, "City of the Dead." The Columbarium was abandoned in 1934 and lay dormant for some 40 years until The Neptune Society painstakingly restored it. The restoration is a fascinating tale in itself, as the building and it's alcoves were grotesquely infested with pigeons, raccoons, and massive fungi, mushrooms growing everywhere. Not to mention the ghosts.

The Columbarium


sj - Jan 11, 2007 2:27:35 pm PST #387 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Thanks, Kristin. The cavaties are not a surprise. I have been avoiding the dentist.

Mini-rant: The next stranger who pats me on the shoulder or on the head is going to lose some fingers. Tonight's offender merely was told not to touch me.


Hil R. - Jan 11, 2007 2:27:56 pm PST #388 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Sorry, vw, that's outside my realm. I think I taught that stuff last year, but my brain is a little too fried right now to remember it. What answer are you getting and how are you getting it, and what's the answer in the back of the book say?