Never send a minion to do a god's work.

Glory ,'The Killer In Me'


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.


Frankenbuddha - Feb 04, 2009 11:03:19 am PST #87 of 30000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

um ... not sure if this is completely appropriate, but yet another fine way to eat bacon.

Somebody did something like that on Top Chef (I think - one of the cooking reality shows, in any case), and got raves for it.


Vortex - Feb 04, 2009 11:06:24 am PST #88 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Dear Relative who shall not be named, but everyone knows who I'm taking about:

Please, JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT. When I say "is there a particular day you'd like" Don't say "It's up to you" and then when I say "okay, I'm free on X day" say "oh, well, you know, a weekday would be better, but it's okay if you can't do that. Actually, I'd like to go on the 23rd" I FUCKING ASKED YOU IF THERE WAS A DAY, YOU SAID NO. Just tell me what the fuck you want. Do not expect me to read your mind, then get huffy when I don't magically pick what you want.


WindSparrow - Feb 04, 2009 11:23:21 am PST #89 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Anyone up for a spot of beta reading? I volunteered to post a thrifty tip on a LiveJournal community today, and it went from what could have been just a paragraph to a whole essay. The thing is, it's on a topic that can be a bit touchy - pet food. That is to say, because I am a self-proclaimed pet food snob, it would be perilously easy for me to sound condescending or judgmental against those who are happy with Purina. Which is not at all how I want to come across, if not out of basic civility, then out of awareness that it won't change anybody's mind to put their backs and hackles up.


Vortex - Feb 04, 2009 11:33:19 am PST #90 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Windsparrow, you can shoot it to my profile addy if you like, I'm happy to beta.


omnis_audis - Feb 04, 2009 11:37:12 am PST #91 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

Okay, that was hysterical, especially when you know who does you know what to you also know who (for the spoiler averse).
I think I should go home, because that confused the hell out of me. Clearly I need more rest. Plus. I'm bored. Slllloooooww day at work today.


Vortex - Feb 04, 2009 11:38:34 am PST #92 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

har. Omnis, I posed a question to you in F2F


WindSparrow - Feb 04, 2009 11:46:00 am PST #93 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Vortex, I don't think your profile addy is cooperating today. So I sent it off through Facebook. I hope that is ok with you. And thank you so much for taking a look at it.


Liese S. - Feb 04, 2009 11:48:00 am PST #94 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Mmm, bacon. I just had a late lunch of a cafe americano and a bacon & bleu cheese quiche. I love bacon.


omnis_audis - Feb 04, 2009 11:50:30 am PST #95 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

har. Omnis, I posed a question to you in F2F
thanks for letting me know. I try to keep up, but then the F2F dates went up when I was working crazy hours, and I hadn't skipped ahead. Perfect excuse to.


Ginger - Feb 04, 2009 11:51:32 am PST #96 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I'd like to at least see it some time, WS. I'm rather unnerved at some ingredients in pet food and it none of it smells like food.

My yard was full of birds today, including starlings, and I just had to run out and fill the feeder, because it had run out of seed and they were attacking it like a Hitchcock outtake. They tore off two perches.