Ugh ew ouch ugh ew. Poor thing.
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[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.
aaaagh. Personal fear demon...something happening to my cornea. Ugh. How awful. owowowowow. I hope it heals quickly.
Eastern Market is abuzzin' today. It has a very street fair feel to it...and tomorrow will actually BE an annual street fair.
Most of the vendors (except for the meat and poultry guys...the latter of whom I am missing hugely) are back and soaking up the love.
The planners are being very, very smart. They opened the middle door and posted fire personnel there so you can walk in about 10 feet and look around at the damage while the fire people pass out safety literature. I mentioned how incredibly smart I thought this was to the oldest fire person who mused,"I've been a fireman for 25 years and I've never seen them let people look inside a burned out building."
I replied,"But see, it helps people to stop being afraid of what they don't understand and it is a perfect commercial for sprinklers and smoke detectors. Genius really." He nodded in agreement.
Plus, I walked 7 miles today! I can really feel it in my bum, which is an awesome thing.
I found out that B-I-L left his teeth home ON PURPOSE. WTF? This weekend is total redneck. Oy.
Feed him nothing but tapioca pudding.
He sat across from me at dinner last night. I have to find a way to avoid that for all meals between now and Tuesday morning.
He is a nice guy, basically, but MAN...he exemplifies all the redneck stereotypes.
And, oh how much I'm wishing I could come and have you fix it.
I could throw in a neck rub and some waffles.
Yum. I'd like some waffles, please. Lots, with whipped cream.
Man, my eggs just don't measure up.
If Hec's making us all lunch, can I get a quesadilla?
There is no food here, so I'm having cookies and coffee. But I really want something with some spice.
I'd totally groove on food right now.
Mmm. Twin Peaks. Man, remember when LFB was actually, you know, attractive?
So weird that you guys are talking TP's right now! I am in the middle of a TP's marathon. Oh, memories! Te 2nd season of TP's was my 1st year of college. The very first time I ever did something...er...delusional, shall we say? was during a TP's viewing night. The stakeout where Duchovny is a x-dressing FBI agent. Good times, good times...
(As for Spider-Man 3, the less said, the better.)
Oh, agree! We took out the students to it yesterday (state testing attendance incentive) and it was....bad. Could Spiderman CRY more? And BRUSH YER FOCKIN HAIR, MJ!!!
meara, it's Cinco de Mayo today. Maybe that's the fest?