We had very yummy clam chowder and a buger at a pub for dinner. Now we're trying to head home, but the traffic is terrible.
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.
That was a very good plan.
I wish I could feel guilty, but I've really enjoyed it.
Just went outside with Bartleby, only to run into a neighbor to chat to about my wicked sore muscles (we go to the same gym). While we were at it, we heard a HUGE crash sound as a tree limb came down on a car across the street. Tree limbs are a hazard in this 'hood...big time.
Turns out, it was her husband's car that got hit. Her only upset? The car wasn't hurt at all. Apparently, she hates it. Though I can't imagine how it came off unharmed given the height of the limb and where it landed. Oof.
Is the new SG show that is starting soon going to be a continuation of the previous series or something a newbie can watch?
sj - all new.
Apparently, also, all depressing. Deaths abound (so rumor has it).
I'm leery of SG's version of Star Trek: Voyager, aka "Gilligan's Island". "We're lost on a ship too far from home, let's try to get home", and all the requisite threat-of-success, obviously-can't-or-the-show-would-end nonsense.
But depressing gets my vote.
I just made walnut pancakes with a heated rasberry/blackberry/blueberry topping.
You'd think I, of all people, would have remembered this sooner, but just tuned into the telethon, and donated. Just in time for a matching session. Haven't seen any of the national stuff.
Thanks, SH!
Still traffic. Someone entertain me, please?
"Hello my baby, hello my honey, hello my ragtime gal...
send me a kiss by wire, baby my heart's on fire
If you refuse me, honey you'll lose me,
Then you'll be left alone
Oh baby, telephone
And tell me I'm your own"
Best I can do on short notice.
Barb is the best.