Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.

Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'


Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness  

[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.


d - Jun 23, 2008 4:11:09 am PDT #4518 of 10001
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.

Sparky, not Sox obviously, but yes he's got shingles.

Happy Birthday, Teppy! I hope you have a fabulous day!

I am flickr incompetant - I can't find Kristin to add her as a contact so I can't see the pictures. Sad now.


d - Jun 23, 2008 4:12:17 am PDT #4519 of 10001
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.

Also, Petey looks a little pirate-ish.


CaBil - Jun 23, 2008 4:14:55 am PDT #4520 of 10001
Remember, remember/the fifth of November/the Gunpowder Treason and Plot/I see no reason/Why Gunpowder Treason/Should ever be forgot.

Happy bday Teppy!


Fay - Jun 23, 2008 4:25:46 am PDT #4521 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

Awwww, Pete! PeteTheCat, that is!

...OH! Did you call her Pete because she's adorable? Was that your rationale? Because I like it! I like it a lot!

So, hivemind: what's that term for the thing you do in a debate, where you come up with some egregious thing that's supposed to prove your point, rather than actually, you know, PROVING YOUR POINT. You know, like: "And besides, Stoppard was a good friend of mine, so clearly I must be right in my interpretation of his play!" Or maybe: "What's more, I have a hole in my heart, so I would never ever have dreamed of following Atkins, however desperate I got!" Or: "I have an English degree, so I certainly had no problem understanding the book."

I know there's a term for this dick-measuring point-scoring crap, but I can't think what it's called. Anyone?


Sparky1 - Jun 23, 2008 4:36:57 am PDT #4522 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

not Sox

Well, you have her house, her hot tub and her dog at the moment, so commenting on her DH doesn't seem much of a leap.


Jessica - Jun 23, 2008 4:42:28 am PDT #4523 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

I know there's a term for this dick-measuring point-scoring crap, but I can't think what it's called. Anyone?

My usual source for that sort of thing didn't turn up any obvious answers, so I propose a new logical fallacy be added to the list - Argument From Being An Asshole.


hippocampus - Jun 23, 2008 4:53:12 am PDT #4524 of 10001
not your mom's socks.

bwah!

d speaks for me. (also d? I haz assbruise! AIFG!)

DH is feeling much bettered now and say bless to pharmaceuticals with special thanks to the entire steroid family. Still yeah. Ouch. Poor dh.

I wish the f2f was here! What?


Fay - Jun 23, 2008 4:59:19 am PDT #4525 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

Oooh, nice link, Jessica! Thank you!

I haz assbruise! AIFG!

Sox, I think you're channeling the birthday girl.


hippocampus - Jun 23, 2008 5:02:14 am PDT #4526 of 10001
not your mom's socks.

Best wishes to NDs dad and comfort to pixkristin and ND.

Yay kitten!


sj - Jun 23, 2008 5:11:39 am PDT #4527 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

~ma for ND's dad.

We're having huge thunderstorms here today. Every time I think it's done, it starts back up again. My plans to go back to the farmer's market are on hold.