And almost sixty-five percent of that was actual compliment. Is that a personal best?

Xander ,'End of Days'


Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.  

[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.


beth b - Aug 16, 2009 1:04:46 pm PDT #19822 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

ok at guitar festival. saw many guitares, heard some good music, lots of geeky sound talk. Dh is in a workshop and I got my lap top so I could just get the pictures off the camera. -- but I found some unsecured wifi...

So I came here instead.

Barb, take heart in the idea that you could never be the person you mom is. She taught you well what not to be.


Aims - Aug 16, 2009 1:04:49 pm PDT #19823 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

::loves on Barb::


Laga - Aug 16, 2009 1:07:09 pm PDT #19824 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

I skippity skimmed to say Trader Joe's Chard of Many Colors is teh yum!


Hil R. - Aug 16, 2009 1:42:32 pm PDT #19825 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

I skippity skimmed to say Trader Joe's Chard of Many Colors is teh yum!

Yeah, I love that stuff for making quick dinners. No washing, no chopping, and it tastes really good.

I just made pesto from basil that was starting to go a bit mushy. Which means I have found a use for everything from last week's farmers market except the Turkish eggplant, which are starting to look kind of wrinkled, which I'm guessing isn't good.


sj - Aug 16, 2009 1:57:51 pm PDT #19826 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Oh my, Barb. There are just nothing I can think of to say to that.


Barb - Aug 16, 2009 2:05:59 pm PDT #19827 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

Oh my, Barb. There are just nothing I can think of to say to that.

S'okay, babe. I can think of plenty. Starting with, thank GOD I wasn't anywhere near this mess.


Vortex - Aug 16, 2009 2:32:49 pm PDT #19828 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

the Turkish eggplant, which are starting to look kind of wrinkled, which I'm guessing isn't good

It's probably fine. if it cools down enough, just throw it in the oven with some olive oil, s&p, onion, and some whole garlic cloves. whiz it up in the food processor or blender for an easy dip.


javachik - Aug 16, 2009 2:34:18 pm PDT #19829 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

A blender? That's kind of complicated.

(Poor P-C. He will never live that down. Not while I am here to kick the horse, anyway.)


Cass - Aug 16, 2009 2:37:22 pm PDT #19830 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Not while I am here to kick the horse, anyway.

We were kicking that horse when it was feeling a little off, not even dead yet.

This reminds me yet again of the race car team called Dead Horse Racing. Because? You can't beat a Dead Horse.

I was indoctrinated into bad word play early...


javachik - Aug 16, 2009 2:38:12 pm PDT #19831 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

You know if I ever get P-C for Seeekrit Santa, he's getting an Osterizer.