Early ,'Objects In Space'
[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.
"The Church of Two Wheels does not discriminate." I do not know what it means, but felt I should pass it along.
I feel this is much like the rugby thing, wherein if you are a rider (player), you are admitted into the brother/sisterhood with no questions. But that could be my spin on it.
Aimee, not that you asked, but FWIW, I like your second option best. Still do the 1st time homebuyer education, though. Everytime I teach a class, afterwards I constantly hear, "I had no idea!" or worse, "I wish I'd taken this before I signed a contract." Also, don't pay someone to help you fix your credit.
Thanks! I would never pay anyone to fix my credit. My friend B taught me how and I was really successful at getting it fixed and then, well...life happened and everything went to kind of crap.
I think the second option with the classes is what we'll end up doing.
I feel this is much like the rugby thing, wherein if you are a rider (player), you are admitted into the brother/sisterhood with no questions.
If you're willing to risk putting your flesh in intimate contact with the pavement, you're One of Them.
Kind of like--to use a fairly unique example--the Church of Putting on Armor. If you're willing to stand on the field and run the risk of getting a rattan sword upside the helmet, you're OK. It's very sweet to be on that side of the macho line.
I don't think another dance is ever going to replace the Cabbage Patch for comic fodder.
(Shh, I'm not really here!)
Happy anniversary, Joe and Aimee!
Woo hoo for a baby heartbeat! I am so excited for you, Stephanie!
Congratulations on the new bike! juliana's even more of a badass now.
dang. Evening plans just got canceled. We were going to have a dinner with catch-up conversation, then go to an animation festival. This means I might have time to start knocking down some of the clutter in my apartment tho. Just need to find the motivation. Golly, suddenly realizing I am lacking a lot of motivation of late.
:: whistles as if calling for puppy ::
Heeeerrrrrreeee motivation.... c'mere motivation.
When you see a six foot tall Starfish doing the cabbage patch it moves to a whole new level.
why would a 6-foot starfish wanna boink a cabbage patch doll?
When you see a six foot tall Starfish doing the cabbage patch it moves to a whole new level.
I . . . don't even know what to say. At least he wasn't doing the Hammer dance.