I STILL WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK WAS UP WITH THE OWLS.
How's Annie?
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I STILL WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK WAS UP WITH THE OWLS.
How's Annie?
Barb, expect me around 7 with Jessica, 'kay? That sounds so very nummy.
I don't know if I'd want owls or bagpipers, but the rest sounds lovely.
I am feeling like poop on toast today. That stuff I was trying to ignore yesterday has reared its ugly head in a way that is now impossible to ignore.
SH, I don't get the formica and creamed corn. But I'm sure it's amusing. 'Splain?
It's a terribly geeky reference to the whole "Twin Peaks" thing. The owls not being what they seem, and the Black Lodge (with the Man from Another Place, who dances and talks backwards)...and one of the things the Man says (while eating creamed corn in reverse) is "The table is formica, it's color is greeeeeeeeen".
The creamed corn he refers to as "garmonbozia - pain and sorrow". I used to look at cans of creamed corn and burst into fake tears; it amused my roommate, and perplexed the rest of the world.
My, I was a geeky 20-something.
My, I was a geeky 20-something.
You certainly were, you freak. I limited myself to jokes about coffee, pie and owls. And David Bowie.
Hi Buffistas!
I'm sort of back online now that we've moved and are sort of settled into our new place. I'm currently bored - waiting for FedEx to deliver a very important package and unable to focus on anything else.
So what's been going on the last two months?
You certainly were, you freak. I limited myself to jokes about coffee, pie and owls. And David Bowie.
I envy you your self-control.
The Twin Peaks mania was the year I was living on a commune with no TV so the whole thing just whooshes over my head.
So what's been going on the last two months?
Wombats made a mess in the kitchen.
I envy you your self-control.
It was more I found the backwards-talking guy annoying, and didn't feel like making the effort to understand what he was saying.
Even with the subtitles.
The Twin Peaks mania was the year I was living on a commune with no TV so the whole thing just whooshes over my head.
Yeah, not an option in Seattle. You can still get coffee and cherry pie at Twede's Cafe, which doubled as the RR Diner in the series, for instance. In fact, they make most of their money in the whole year by shipping cherry pie to fans all over the world.
I wasn't as much of a fan as many of my friends, but obviously I was sideswiped and dented hard enough to bend into a fantastical shape.