YAY Mac!
Happy half birthday Grace and Noah! (I forgot to say that earlier)
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
YAY Mac!
Happy half birthday Grace and Noah! (I forgot to say that earlier)
I've seen mature ones in the trees outside.
oh man...I'm never going to be able to walk or ride back there again, am I? yikes snakes dropping on my head!
I DO need new workout clothes. But have no Lucy.
Oh! I got yelled at out the car window on my way back in from lunch. I thought the lady thought I'd cut her off, but she was complimenting me on my hair colour.
Unless she was doing that mean-nice thing, but that's way too sophisticated for me to follow.
Lisa, www.lucy.com, though the online selection sucks, relative to the stores. Also, there is one in DC at Union Station.
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ita, 50% of the clearance price! I never buy full price lucy!
I had a good day at work. I fear tomorrow I'm in trouble at my other new school.
Sorry, lisah! If it is any consolation, um...I can't come up with anything. But they are very good at staying IN the trees, so you don't have to worry about them falling on you.
sara's freaking us all out with snake facts!
ms. sara, when are you coming here?
ms. sara, when are you coming here?
I need to figure that out now, don't I? in other words, Holy SHIT! Next month is october! I'd better get moving!
damn right, missy!
I want to arrange an LA cupcake crawl where we go from bakery to bakery eating cupcakes. Not while sarameg is here cause she doesn't like sweets, but in general.
well I have been back there many, many times and never had anything fall on me but now that I know...
www.lucy.com, though the online selection sucks, relative to the stores. Also, there is one in DC at Union Station.
I just was checking that out! But, no, not much in the sale section. I'll have to remember about the DC one though for the next time I make it down that way. I have like 2 pairs of pants that I actually like to yoga in.
I think I stole ita's migrane. Is subsiding a bit after much medication and cold therapy.
I have news that's not really Press or Beep worthy, but I think it's cool. Our weekly rag just put out its best of Dallas. The Grapevine got Best Happy Hour.
"With $2 drinks and all-night happy hour on Tuesday, the gay (in all senses of the word) bar at the Grapevine is a great place to get drunk after work, in part because nobody in there looks like they ever work. We're not sure what exactly the patrons at the Grapevine do for a living, but on any given night, the jean-clad, buzzed-by-4 crowd puts on the most raucous bar scene in Dallas, with nary a soroity girl or corporate stooge in sight. As soon as you walk into the Oak Lawn area bar, you'll hit the place's unique wall of sound-a seamless mix of excited chatter, drunken laughter and easy pickup lines. Nobody talks about spreadsheets, memos, depositions or anything work related, preferring instead to bask in the glow of beer, cigarettes and good friends, exactly like a punk and gay version of Cheers, which, come to think of it would be a very cool show."
There's a picture and everything! It's also really good timing since our 11th anniversary party is Sunday.
Also our friend Charlie's bar, The Windmill, which is right across the street from my office got Best Bar You've Never Been To.
"We are so gonna regret this. Look, just keep this little secret between us, OK? THere's this great little bar on Maple Avenue that's not called The Grapevine, which we love, but apparently so does everyone else. Sometimes you just need a drink, a friendly face and a quiet, cozy place to sit and ponder your beer bubbles. That's why we love The Windmill. Owned and operated by a friendly New Yorker who introduces himself simply as Charlie, this joint is the sort of little place that drives home the difference between a bar and a nightclub. Beneath the neon windmill on the roof is a secret treasure chamber, dark enough to let you sit in peace and contemplate your day, yet lighted enough to allow you to look your drinking companion in the eye. It's also one of the few places we've been to where you can actually walk up to the bar without looking like Marion Barber cutting up the middle. The Windmill even has a "cell phone booth" a former pay phone booth (look it up kids) to give you privacy while making a call. Don't be ringing up a bunch of frat boys to come out for the night, though. We want to keep this "best" place the best."