Night vw! May tomorrow be sunnier. Monday's just a day (or so) away.
Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?
[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.
A week in my family's presence is about all I can manage.
Five days is my limit.
Five days is my limit.
I am Ginger. Five days is plenty.
They had me at "Hello."
Ah well, guess I have to go back.
I endorse this plan like whoa.
I endorse this plan like whoa.
That's how Bush should finish his TV appearances. "I'm the President, and I approve this message like whoa."
That's how Bush should finish his TV appearances. "I'm the President, and I approve this message like whoa."
Apparently it's been a while since you've watched C-Span.
Incidentally, billytea, Tom Waits as it turns out is a big fan of Natural History and Weird Animal Facts, and he was just going on recently in an interview about the crow practice of Anting. Well, other birds seem to do it too, but crows just go nutty with it.
I can't believe you never told me about Anting!
I can't believe you never told me about Anting!
I didn't want you to try it! You're very impressionable! Remember the whole bogarting the millipede saga? You were rooting around in the humus for weeks!
Guess what? I'm cooking yummy stuffed bell peppers for dinner. Nom, nom, nom.
javachik, what you describe is close enough to be tempting. I work with public health folk a lot. And I love the Bay Area. And I'm kind of looking for another job. Oh, so close. But, I'm not actually a medical librarian and don't live there. Sigh.