You're nice, and you're funny and you don't smoke, and okay, werewolf, but that's not all the time. I mean, three days out of the month, I'm not much fun to be around, either.

Willow ,'Get It Done'


Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?  

[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.


Vortex - Aug 11, 2008 10:42:41 am PDT #1044 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Hm, Stanford is looking for an AD for Introduction to the Humanities. I wonder what they pay.


beth b - Aug 11, 2008 10:42:51 am PDT #1045 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Trudy, you forgot "searching out and imbibing tasty cocktails, preferably in a tiki-esque surrounding".

preferably surrounded by women with short hair


Frankenbuddha - Aug 11, 2008 10:44:34 am PDT #1046 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Trudy, you forgot "searching out and imbibing tasty cocktails, preferably in a tiki-esque surrounding".

preferably surrounded by women with short hair

in San Francisco

It's like the Hecubus version of "in my pants/in bed".


Calli - Aug 11, 2008 10:44:50 am PDT #1047 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

1. Getting women to cut their hair

2. San Francisco.

3. Getting women to cut their hair and move to San Francisco

4. Getting women to move to San Francisco and cut their hair

You forgot baseball.


Frankenbuddha - Aug 11, 2008 10:45:58 am PDT #1048 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

You forgot baseball.

...and an almost fanatical devotion to the pope! I'll come in again!


javachik - Aug 11, 2008 10:48:11 am PDT #1049 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

OMG I can't imagine the wonderfulness of having Shrift and Vortex moving out here. And I haven't met Nora and Tom, but I am guessing they could only add to the wonderfulness too.

I wanna go to Barb's and eat.

(I haven't yet met F2F Shrift either. How is it possible to have such preemptive affection for these blinvisible friends?)


Trudy Booth - Aug 11, 2008 10:50:58 am PDT #1050 of 10001
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

Trudy, you forgot "searching out and imbibing tasty cocktails, preferably in a tiki-esque surrounding".

You forgot baseball.

Fair points.

1. Short haired women

2. San Francisco

2.5. Tiki drinks involving the above

3. Little League

That still only gets us to three.


DavidS - Aug 11, 2008 10:53:48 am PDT #1051 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Gee, what a fun game. Maybe we can play something else?


Frankenbuddha - Aug 11, 2008 10:54:38 am PDT #1052 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Gee, what a fun game. Maybe we can play something else?

We can talk about cats.


Barb - Aug 11, 2008 10:54:48 am PDT #1053 of 10001
“Not dead yet!”

Okay, I lied, because this sounds wicked good--

Vuaka Kei Na Ura Tavuteke (Pan-fried fillets of pork and shrimp with asparagus, broccoli and vudi [plantains] in orange sauce.)

And based on our Khorkina discussion, this bit of narrative from the cookbook had me snorting Diet Coke up my nose:

The first impression I got from the emu I encountered in semi-captivity within an animal park in Australia was hostility. A wire fence separated us, and I was glad for the barrier. The animal stalked over to me, fixed me with a beady eye, opened its powerful beak and exhaled vorcibly and rather foully in my face. I then commenced to strut back and forth on its large, three-toed feet, like a drill sergeant reprimanding a recruit. I promptly abandoned any attempts at encouraging friendship.

A few days later, at a chic bush-food restuarant in Canberra, I retaliated. I ordered emu satay with a citrus-honey glaze. [...] (I suspect this particular emu had placed first in the 1600-mile race around the Great Australian Bight region between Perth and Adelaide. The meat was well exercised, in a word--tough.

::still snickering as she goes back to skimming recipes::