I'd rather stay home and watch television. It's often funnier than killing stuff.

Anya ,'Dirty Girls'


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.


Barb - Dec 26, 2009 10:26:59 am PST #4927 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

How I wish the packing fairy Buffistas would show up on my doorstep. Another eight boxes down (mostly dishpack size) with assorted cleaning and culling amidst the packing. Faced one of the scariest closets today and came out alive.

Fall down go boom now?


Calli - Dec 26, 2009 11:01:16 am PST #4928 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Yay Barb! Celebrate your triumph over the closet!

I'm currently 3 for 3 in sending back an airport bar's idea of a vodka gimlet. Version 2.0 is tasty, though.


Pete, Husband of Jilli - Dec 26, 2009 11:07:59 am PST #4929 of 30000
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd

Pete, do you love your ghastly Predator head?

Oh yes. It's sat in the living room and every time I catch it out of the corner of my eye it makes me smile.

And she's word-of-mouth sold six copies of Jilli's book, and her mom says the change since she first read it has been like a year of therapy.

JZ' that's so great I wish we could use it as ad copy! Any way you can re-jigger that and add it as a review of the book on Amazon? Either way, thank you for sharing.


Laga - Dec 26, 2009 11:12:40 am PST #4930 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

Happy Boxing Day!

Today I need to go buy a bulb for my new leg lamp. (It's a major award!)


WindSparrow - Dec 26, 2009 11:57:25 am PST #4931 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.

Fall down go boom now?

Pours cabana boys and chocolate through the interpips for Barb.

ION, we found Andes Creme de Menthe cookies at Walmart in the holiday clearance section. I totally recommend them. In fact, I'm giving serious thought to killing Daniel for his share of the box.

Hi there, SLBFNRLBF!


WindSparrow - Dec 26, 2009 12:02:39 pm PST #4932 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.

Today I need to go buy a bulb for my new leg lamp. (It's a major award!)

Please tell me it's got fishnet stockings on it. And the lampshade has a lot of fringe?

Also, we paid a guy to plow our driveway today. He only charged $10 extra to tow Daniel's car out so he could get the job done. I'll be 40 next month; I'm sick of shoveling snow; and, I have neglected to provide myself with teenagers.


DCJensen - Dec 26, 2009 12:09:08 pm PST #4933 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.

I'm not dead yet. I gave her the last two (of 6) I had.


DCJensen - Dec 26, 2009 12:15:23 pm PST #4934 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.

That era was big on "digestibility"

like Crisco "It's Digestible!"


Typo Boy - Dec 26, 2009 12:18:05 pm PST #4935 of 30000
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

That era was big on digestibility"

And yet the benefits of fiber were not unknown. In "Murder Must Advertise" Sayers managed to slip in a snarky on comment on how modern commerce extracts the fiber from flour to make white bread and then sell that same bran at a high markup as a nutritional supplement. Can't remember offhand whether one of the characters said it or whether it was a comment in "author omniscient" narrative.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Dec 26, 2009 12:30:50 pm PST #4936 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Nearly stayed at my mother's another night, as am achy and tired, but we're flying out to Israel on Monday evening and there are things to do, so we drove home. Sleeeeeep now. Overall, a really lovely Christmas - fantastic to see family, not least my adorable 2-year-old niece (who spent the day walking around with a very small doll poking out of her shirt and announcing that this was Baby Jesus who was going to come out of her tummy in April. Taking after her aunt in the normality stakes, then).