Though judging from my time in SF trouble does not cancel trouble out. I think it magnifys it.

high-fives DJ.

There's a few bars that still allow smoking, or at least look the other way. Usually in the more sketch neighborhoods, of course.

Also, my God, there were a lot of very very ugly clothes in this film. Very ugly

Oh, good, I'm not the only one to go "Am I missing something? That's supposed to be something I want to wear? People wear that and don't get hazard pay for it?"

congrats! to BT's dad.

I had coffee, but sleep sounds like more fun than it should

I ended up air-guitaring with the bartender in the Iron Maiden shirt

Happy making.

My reward for staying home today? Chaperoning a 5th grade field trip to the bowling alley. Gah!!!

Oh, good, I'm not the only one to go "Am I missing something? That's supposed to be something I want to wear? People wear that and don't get hazard pay for it?"

I always thought that the clothes were generally dreadful, but some people value the label over the look. There were occasional stunning outfits, but few and far between. I particularly remember the show where Carrie walked home from Big's wearing just his shirt, tied with a belt.

That's weird, Vortex, as that's one that I remember, too (I saw some-but-not-that-much because my roommate in college was a fan of the show, mostly for the NYC, she said, but she had excuses like that for any number of things that registered raised eyebrows from me and/or her inner feminist)

Action research aka hivemind question:

Things to watch out for when taking St. Johns wort?

So far I've heard that sun sensitivity is an issue. Anybody have personal experience with anything else worrisome?

Seriously - if you can afford to spend that kind of money on clothes, then you should sure as hell be wearing things that make you look awesome. Many of the clothes were just head-turningly ugly, and a fair few of the others were very 'whatever'. Maybe a tenth of them were lovely? Maybe less? Which, since the whole damn show seems to be about the clothes, seems infuckingsane.

But I am quite emphatically not the target audience; this whole label thing is so totally lost on me.

Oh! And how did I forget to mention the moment when Slutty Spice (Sam? I think?) is supposed to be SPOILER - SURELY NOBODY CARES, BUT IT'S A SPOILER, SO IF YOU DO CARE, LOOK AWAY shockingly fat. At, what, perhaps 105lb? And everyone's all 'OMG, you fat bastard, honey! What happened? Did you eat everything in the whole universe? How could you let this happen?' And she's all 'Wow, I am a fat bastard! Man, I must be really unhappy. Must change life immediately, what with this whole terrible having-breasts thing that has happened to me!'

...mind you, for a while there I almost thought Carrie and RedHeadedDykeyOne were going to get together. Which would have been a pleasingly unexpected twist.

Shockingly fat. At, what, perhaps 105lb? And everyone's all 'OMG, you fat bastard, honey! What happened? Did you eat everything in the whole universe? How could you let this happen?'

See, I can't watch things like that, or else I have to kill myself, since I look like I ate the entire cast. With bacon.

Slutty Spice

Having only watched about half of 2 or 3 episodes (one involved shoes, and another involved a dude with a cock so large that even the one who fucks everything couldn't handle it) -- I have to ask: aren't they *all* Slutty Spice?

Not really, actually. Samantha is the promiscuous one; the others all have series of long-term relationships.