I wish I had a nap and a root.
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Tinfoil?
I actually like the icicle lights. That is if we are talking about the little lights that are in short cascades off of a main string of lights. If we are talking plastic icicles that are lit up - not so much.
This is my current pet peeve: [link]
sometimes they'll wrap a regular (as opposed to palm) tree with tinfoil, string a bunch of lights from the trunk to the tips of the branches so that it looks like some kind of glowey upside-down hydra, then add a big red bow to the tree's trunk.
Oh! I'll have to try this! (kidding) I don't mind most stuff, but I'm not crazy about the oversized blow up stuff. The 8' snowman that is kinda toppled over because the blow up machine isn't quite doing the job.
Actually mom just made herself a muffin specifically so she could put delicious jam on it. She says it's very delicious in its drunken three berryiness.
Your Mom is a very good white lady!
Happy birthday, DJ
I am not kidding.
Okay, I believe you and yet I feel I should add Californians can't be doing it that often. I'm native Cali and I've never heard of it before you mentioned it.
The net Downtown Crossing Lights in the photo on the side of vw's link were designed by my ex-husband, way back in the late 80s. It was one of his first big public art commissions. He also did the Cambridge lights, one of them based on my design. He and his design partner were arguing about iconography and symbolism and the meaning of holidays for hours, and I scribbled an image down and slapped it in front of them and said "THIS is Christmas". And here it is, my one piece of art: [link] They are v. v. purty.
Oh, Robin. That is SO cool.
And I wasn't commenting on those lights. I was commenting on the guy with 500,000 lights, which I just think is a bit much for a house...no matter how castle-like.
Okay, my tummy seems rather unhappy about having something other than water put in it, but the chicken broth is still staying down. For the moment. We'll see.
Maybe the upside-down hydra trees are a Los Angeles thing.