And the prize goes to Sparky! As soon as I read your post I yelled YES, and upon clicking - that's the very woman! You win at the internets! Thank you!
'Shindig'
Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[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.
Ha! I knew I'd seen some of her pictures. There was a local new agey store that sold her stuff. The Bear Woman seemed to be very popular. Unfortunately, that store closed many years ago. They had some nice stuff, sigh.
sending out ma towards Daniel's sister, Linus and Nora's Dad
And the prize goes to Sparky!
::plotz!::
My talents are so wasted here at the library answering questions about how to find law stuff.
Thanks for giving me images of penis amputation and The Man Who Couldn't Stop before breakfast, Frank.
My work here is done.
If anyone missed it, I posted my first piece of fiction in five years. It feels good to have written something new. I don't know where to go from here, but I hope it's the beginning of a new phase.
SON OF A BITCH!!! I just realized that the dates of my summer program on the website are wrong. Off by an entire MONTH. FUCK.
passes drink to Vortex
Seems to be that kind of day.
pours Vortex more.
So much ~ma for Daniel's sister, Fay's Kenyan friends, and Nora's dad (and anyone else who needs some).
Aimee and Vortex, I'm sorry work is sucking so hard for you today. I'm having to break the news to kids who didn't get into the 10 Honors class, myself. Ouch. Not my favorite thing in the world.
However, I just had a pretty amazing experience. Mark Mathabane, most famous as the author of Kaffir Boy, came in to speak to the upper school today about his experiences as a child during apartheid in South Africa. His message was essentially about the power of education and the power of love as a transforming force. He began by talking about the ghetto he grew up in and told a story about the morning he woke up and discovered that rats had eaten off the bottom of his feet. His mother tore her only dress and dipped it in salt to wrap his feet because they couldn't afford the five cents to go to the clinic.
Yeah, that was the point at which my issues came sharply into perspective.