Spike ,'The Killer In Me'
[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.
it had gotten to the point where recruiting was done just based on tape.
I've heard the same thing from a pretty reliable source.
I think the best thing for this team would be a really bad losing season, something to shake everyone. Because I think there's a sense that it's not that bad, we're in a rebuliding phase or something.
In total agreement.
it's just so sad to see what the program has devolved into.
Exactly
ETA: Here are photos of my neice, Amelia!
TEENY WIDDLE BABY!!
Er, ahem.
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Amelia Joy is such a lovely name.
We are back from a weekend up at the In-Laws. It went well--but the actual birthday dinner was marred by the fact that M-i-L had some sort of horrible stomach thing, and couldn't even be there. So the birthday boy spent a lot of time at his party on the phone to his ailing wife--not the most festive way to turn 70. Although we had his favorite dessert--banana cream pie which came from the Madonna Inn. SO scrumptious.
We left at 7:00 this morning and had a truly beautiful drive home. There was a thick ribbony fog, so we could see trees silhouetted in the mist and sudden dramatic glimpses the hills of grapevines from all the vineyards up there. It slowly burned off as we came south and by the time we reached the 101, the Pacific was sparkling under a blue sky.
TEENY WIDDLE BABY!!
Yeah, I keep having that reaction, too.
Amelia Joy is such a lovely name.
I agree! My brother kept joking about naming the baby 'Hagar' or 'Morag' if it was a girl.
What were they playing?
Billytea, they were playing Serenity which Joe was running.
I know this because I rang them to dish out some general mockage and told Joe to "save vs Michigan".
EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
Baybeeeeeeeee!!! Wee little baby wit' de chubby cheeks and wrinkly little fists.
::ahem::
Fine now.
We had heavy fog here this morning, too! It was gone by the time I hit the road at 10:00, though.
I keep seeing newborns and thinking WANT, but then I remember that I'm still going through this phase with my first one. No way in hell am I ready for 2 at once.
Amelia is a wee little cutie! Ovaries are aching.
I'm at a street fair where TCG's band just finished playing. It's a gorgeous day, and I just made plans to meet with a friend who has her own little wee one on Tuesday. I met him today. So tiny and sweet!
I'm still going through this phase with my first one.
Something about the blue jeans makes him seem like he's sneaking out to meet up with his biker gang.