Sorry to interrupt, but I don't know if omnis has seen this, and because he might not be ok bragging on himself.
Time lapse of his theater's new home [link]
Oz ,'First Date'
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Sorry to interrupt, but I don't know if omnis has seen this, and because he might not be ok bragging on himself.
Time lapse of his theater's new home [link]
Personally, I say enjoy your privilege. Just acknowledge that you have one. I mean, I don't expect you not to climb stairs because I can't.(I know...not quite the same.But not quite not, either.) Just don't forget about me down here, you know?
Was that directed at me specifically, Erika? I hope you all know that I do recognize that this is a privilege and know I would never forget about those who don't have it. Given my background (gay father, married lesbian cousin, bisexual myself but happened to fall in love with a man), I do care deeply and fight actively.
Okay, I am sounding defensive, and I'm so bone-weary right now that I'm sure I'm being way too sensitive. I'm going to take a break and come back after I'm processing things less personally. Not a flounce off. Love my Bitches.
Pix, I'm pretty sure it was directed more generally, and what you've said is basically what Erika's advocating above.
I'm sure you're right, Brenda. Sorry, Erika. So tired right now.
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You sound utterly wiped. Go have a lie down?
Rest, dear Kristin. Know that you are loved, here and elsewhere.
DJ and omnis, that time-lapse shows an exceptionally cool theater space.
A little free-floating bitching (seems appropriate for this thread) - it's the week of out annual conference and (due to my recent appendectomy and chronic back problems) I'm not attending. So today I came in at the usual time and parked myself at the front desk, since my office is as far from the front door as you can get. Our receptionist, who normally arrives about 9:30 called a little before 10:00 to say she'd be here "in a few minutes". Which turned out to be 11:00. Then she left about 3:30 ... and I'm here all alone (sob!) for the rest of today and all day tomorrow.
There may be a little psychic groin punching.
{{pix}}
I do care deeply and fight actively.
We know, love. 'Tis all good.
Time lapse of his theater's new home [link]
Whee! That was fun.
Just seven minutes to go...
There may be a little psychic groin punching.
do you need me to make it actual?
It feels like a bowling ball is moving around in my belly. Maybe he is getting out of his wacky contortionist position?
ETA: I realized I never said anything to Cash about being frank breech. Shanie slaps your hand! At least he's in good company.