Suddenly picturing that "Countdown" broadcast. "Good night and good luck, and may God have mercy on us all." I wonder if he'd still throw the paper at the camera in times of sportspocalypse. But if he didn't, maybe the terrorists would've already won.
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.
I'm in NYC and have to run to a meeting in a few minutes. Either the residual effects of all the smoke in LA is messing my sinuses up, or I've come down with a cold. Either way, this is miserable.
I made chicken soup. Now Matt can have kisses and chicken soup with his drugs so he can be all better. Now, I have work to do for my training tomorrow. not sure if I will finish it today...
Now Matt can have kisses and chicken soup with his drugs so he can be all better.
Now I get why my mother wants so terribly for me to marry.
gronklies bitches.
I don't know why I'm not yet used to the fact that SoCal burns almost every year. Today I pulled out of the driveway and was quite suprised at the cloud of ashy dust that flew off my hood as I drove up the street.
I was encouraged to hear that Poway, where my sister's evil husband lives, is getting hit pretty hard. Last I heard he was still alive though.
You know what's nice to come home to after a long, kind of rough day?
Baby pictures!
And you know what's cuter than a picture with the nephew? A picture with the nephew cuddled with daddy and kitty: [link]
I love this picture the cat's looking like "Dude...what are you..."
I'm posting this postmortem as I am DED from the cute.
I wonder if cats ever think, "So that's a... baby human. Which means I'm not a baby human. Huh.
Oh well, at least I'll always have sharper teeth and claws than it."
I'm posting this postmortem as I am DED from the cute.
I KNOW! Me too! So crazy cute!
Awww...kitties and baby!
I'm big on not being a fair-weather fan, but I'm getting bitter at my teams lately. The M's collapse this year was just embarrassing. And I'm ready for Tommy Tuberville's head on a platter after the Auburn-LSU game. Get me thinking they're a good team after all, then blow the whole thing by a squib kick at the wrong time and inept clock management?!
t shakes tiny fist of disappointed love toward teams
But I'll be back at Safeco Field on Opening Day next year, no doubt about it. And War Damn Eagle forever.