We're in love. We're ... lovers. We're lesbian, gay-type lovers.

Willow ,'Potential'


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.


Frankenbuddha - Dec 12, 2007 11:07:25 am PST #8091 of 10002
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Safe travels, Nora.


WindSparrow - Dec 12, 2007 11:36:54 am PST #8092 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

I think duct work is more like a skilled trade - like mechanics, electricians, plumbers, etc. Tipping not necessary, but no one says no to a plate of brownies if you are in the mood to be generous.


omnis_audis - Dec 12, 2007 11:56:02 am PST #8093 of 10002
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

Hey gang. My office mate is seeking a gift for his wife. Apparently she had her car broken into a couple years ago and they stole a hard-to-find CD. Seems she still has the jewel case, but wants the music back. I ask here, because, well, it's Spike's band, well, James Marsters band.

The album is “Mad Brilliant” and it is no longer available for purchase. Here is a link to the Ghost of the Robot website: [link]

Anyone can help him out, feel free to e-mail me, profile addy ok.


Trudy Booth - Dec 12, 2007 12:06:17 pm PST #8094 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

I was cleaning up an egg. Owen's become obsessed with them and keeps getting them out of the fridge and breaking them. I finally boiled some to keep in a bowl if he wants to play with them but he prefers the raw eggs. I think I've cleaned up a half dozen in the last two days.

Salt! Do you and Gud know to pour a bunch of salt on it? Works like a charm.

Its right up there with coffee grounds on vomit.


WindSparrow - Dec 12, 2007 12:06:44 pm PST #8095 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

O_a, insent.


WindSparrow - Dec 12, 2007 12:26:11 pm PST #8096 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

And I'm on my way out the door to go to the third work Christmas party this week. Each house has their own, plus the big company-wide party last night. The third house I work at has one next week. I may be partied out soon.


sj - Dec 12, 2007 12:27:17 pm PST #8097 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

(((((Nora))))) I'm so very sorry for your loss. -ma to you and your family.

I'm almost done with my Christmas shopping. Speaking of which does anyone have a recommendation for a really good, reliable alarm clock? TCG really needs a new one. His current one isn't very reliable.


§ ita § - Dec 12, 2007 12:34:19 pm PST #8098 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Alarm clock ideas. Especially this.

Oh, and this.


§ ita § - Dec 12, 2007 12:35:03 pm PST #8099 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Uh, sorry about that last link. I've had a compulsion since I read about Rick Rolling, but I think I'm done now.

Forgive the noise.


Scrappy - Dec 12, 2007 12:37:38 pm PST #8100 of 10002
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

I love me some Astley. I have his greatest hits CD in the car, and may have been reported cranking it and singing along loudly and with head-bobbing. But I'm, you know, too cool to do that.