From a slideshow linked at that page: Pussy Bow Blouses. Seriously? I guess we have our comeback when Fay laughs at us about shags.

Hey, Teppy: [link]

Heh. I wouldn't even need to be dating a cross-dresser to tell that dude that going from a lifetime of flat shoes to stilettos is INSANE. Most women couldn't do that -- walking in heels isn't an innate female trait.

You have to start with a low heel, dang it, and work your way up. That dude deserved the foot pain.

How cool is Los Angeles? You can watch movies projected onto Valetino's mausoleum.

We went on a tour of the Hollywood Forever Cemetery recently and the woman doing the tour said it's packed. It does sound cool, though. Also, I recommend the tour. Cool cemetery. I have pics from it on my Facebook (my lovely Peter Lorre is interred there).

I hope everyone is dry and comfortable becuase I'm not. Tonight was the start of the FSU football season -- against Western Carolina. Game wise it was great -- Western Carolina had the ball first, 3 and out, punted, FSU returned it for the touchdown. Extra point.

Then a rain delay. The third one. The game was supposed to start at 6 at 5:30 the rain delays started , started at 7:30, then with 13:00 + minutes in the first quarter nearly an hour rain delay. So Dad and I came home. We didn't have ponchos, which was part of that but looking at the weather there would probably be another delay.

Actually it was not rain delay but rather lightning delay. I'm listening to the game since it's not on tv. After last season this is a freaking miracle.

Actually it was not rain delay but rather lightning delay.

I was gonna say-- I remember sitting in wet wool throughout many a game. I think only a handful of times did we get delayed and it was either because of lightning or high winds.

Good times.

I've got the Miami/Florida game on. ::pauses to spit three times::

Actually, living in Jax and having married into a primarily Gator family, I'm actually hoping for Miami to win :spits three times again:: if only so I can quit hearing about St. Tebow.

In the Civic Center parking lot (we park and then ride the bus over since last season) there was a car with this on the back window:

Roses are Red

Violets are Blue

Tebow sucks

and so does the U.

Or something like that. I think it actually ended with Tebow.

I have to say that yeah I'd want Miami to win in that case, the only time I'd root for Miami.

When UF got the basketball championships some people at work asked if I was happy for them/rooting for them and I said nope not one bit.

I do not root for UF ever.

I do not root for UF ever.

Nope. Just not done. And this is considering I loathe UM with a deep and abiding passion. Still remember the year they repainted the end zone bleachers in the Orange Bowl two days before our game with them. The end zone where the band sat. Biscayne green paint doesn't really go with garnet wool, you know?

Oh yeah that's not good. They were always mean or there was always a meanness to Gators but maybe they think the same thing about FSU.

There's always something.

With band, it was a little different-- yeah, there was rivalry, but so many of us had gone to school together, it was more a good-natured thing between us and UF. With UM, since they were a private school and there were so many kids from all over the place, they gave off the impression of being a lot more stand-offish.

ETA: 42-0, early third quarter. That's what I'm talkin' 'bout.

ETA 2: And Miami's defense is going to be kicking themselves over those missed tackles.

I have found the UM fans to be much more stand-offish. I've witnessed equal amounts of meanness for UF, FSU, UCF, USF...well, anyone who wasn't UM.

I was raised a Gator. Dad graduated from there in '59 with a degree in Metallurgical Engineering. (Mom is a Bulldog and we lived in Jacksonville at one point. They went to the game every year and still managed to stay together) The first sentence my dad taught me was "Bulldogs are Gator-bait."

My half-brother graduated from UF in '92 with a degree in Electrical Engineering. My half-sister graduated from FSU around '87 with a degree in Nursing. When I got accepted into FSU Theatre for my Master's and told my dad, he told me he had never been happier to have a 'Nole in the family.