I got stabbed, you know, right here.

Mal ,'Shindig'


Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.  

[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.


Steph L. - May 13, 2010 4:21:16 pm PDT #19325 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

CSI:Vegas

How many CSIs are there now? Two? Three?


tommyrot - May 13, 2010 4:23:05 pm PDT #19326 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

I am waiting for CSI: Cat Town.

eta: This episode of Cat Town is so awesome: [link]


Trudy Booth - May 13, 2010 4:41:29 pm PDT #19327 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

Is camp meeting just a Southern tradition?

I think it hung on longer in the South, but I know some towns in New Jersey (several down the shore, at least one, Mt. Tabor [link] in the burbs where I grew up) were originally camp meeting sites. Largely a Methodist phenomenon 'round here iirc.

The town next to Asbury Park [link] (historical home of The Boss, now full of punks and gays and all that both bring), Ocean Grove [link] still IS. Ocean Grove is as staid and dry and AP is not. The association owns all the property and has a big hall where they still do stuff. They lost a suit a few years ago when they refused to rent their beach gazebo to a gay couple wanting to have a commitment ceremony


smonster - May 13, 2010 4:53:31 pm PDT #19328 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Meh. I went to the store, walking Frankie and getting cat food and ground coffee (hallelujah), then came home and watered plants and turned on the computer and... caught up on Google Reader.

Oh well! Tomorrow's another day, yadda yadda.


Hil R. - May 13, 2010 4:56:16 pm PDT #19329 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

There's an area on Martha's Vineyard that was originally built as a camp meeting site. It's full of tiny little cottages with jigsaw trim painted in bright pastels.


Hil R. - May 13, 2010 5:02:39 pm PDT #19330 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

This article has a picture of some of the cottages at Wesleyan Grove, the camp meeting site on Martha's Vineyard. [link]


Zenkitty - May 13, 2010 5:12:40 pm PDT #19331 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Dammitall. I think all this frozen meat in my freezer is bad. That's a lot of money in there. And it's cruelly ironic, considering I'm about to go back on the low-carb diet.


Hil R. - May 13, 2010 5:19:15 pm PDT #19332 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

I can't remember what I was originally looking at on YouTube, but through a long series of clicking on "related videos" links, I ended up at a clip of June Havoc as the mystery guest on "What's My Line?" The internet has everything, I guess.


sj - May 13, 2010 6:07:18 pm PDT #19333 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Why did I watch Private Practice? I never watch that show, and it was so depressing.


WindSparrow - May 13, 2010 7:07:56 pm PDT #19334 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.

Why did I watch Private Practice? I never watch that show, and it was so depressing.

I say that every week. It's like a train wreck. Don't want to look but can't turn away.

Fuzzes Sean's head. Thanks, man. That's always fun.

My elder siblings went to Quaker Canyon Camp, where they had archery lessons. I so badly wanted to go there, to learn archery. But by the time I was old enough for sleepaway camp, we had changed churches, and I was stuck with an island in the middle of Lake Erie. Pretty place, but for a non-swimmer, there wasn't much to do, aside from learning the verses, of course. No archery lessons.