Barb, I got my license, then got the car smog tested or whatever that is, then registered. If that's not right, no one put up a fuss

Yeah, I think that's what we're going to do. Go get licenses, then get the emissions test, then registered. The sweet little old lady on the phone said it didn't matter what order we did things which is a relief. It's a pain in the ass though, that we have to go to three different offices for each step of the procedure. The emissions test I understand, but I'm going to have to get my registration in Bothell, which is up the road, but head up to Lynnwood for the license. It's either that or brave Bellevue.

I remember liking Secretary. It was interesting and unexpectedly sweet.

James Spader, yum. Maggie Gyllenhaal, double yum.

Plus, it was in theatres at a time before I was "out," so to speak, regarding my extracurricular activities, and it was nice to see something I was interested in being portrayed in a basically non-judge-y way in what passes for mainstream cinema.

And, Maggie Gyllenhaal.

How about ditch work, have a cupcake, nap, wake up and have another cupcake?

How about ditch work, have a cupcake, nap, wake up and have another cupcake?

I endorse this plan.

Or! Have a cupcake, ditch work, have another cupcake, nap, wake up and have YET another cupcake!

How about ditch work, have a cupcake, nap, wake up and have another cupcake?

That could work.

I might just need a servant, monkey or robot to follow me around with a batch of cupcakes, insuring I will always have available cupcakes to eat.

Steph - I have a kink question for you.

Joe and I were watching a CSI ep last night and it had Lady Heather (WOOHOO!! Hot.) consulting with Gil on a case and she said that dude had "broken the rules" and had actual sex with his dom. I said to Joe, "Huh. I didn't know that. That usually you don't have sex with a dom." Working of course on a generalizations basis, why don't they?

Unless, of course, I misunderstood the whole sitch on the show.

"broken the rules" and had actual sex with his dom. I said to Joe, "Huh. I didn't know that. That usually you don't have sex with a dom." Working of course on a generalizations basis, why don't they?

Was the dude seeing a professional dom? Basically, paying for services rendered?

Because -- and I don't know if this is the case in every state -- pro-doms generally don't have sex (intercourse; PIV) with clients, because then it's not technically prostitution.

If it wasn't a pain-for-pay situation, then I dunno what's up with that.

I think if I hadn't hated James Spader's character I might have had a chance at liking the movie more. But I couldn't root for the girl getting him, because I thought he was an ass. So it left it empty for me.

I find it interesting that a fair number of the more meta reviews of Legion that I've read have mentioned Supernatural. Which is totally fair--if you have a jones for ass-kicking angels, that's also a place to look. The casting gave me hope, but the trailers made me roll my eyes, and the blatant photoshopping of the posters didn't help. It looked like they were grasping for an audience.

Ah, okay then. That makes sense. It was a pro-dom. By paying for the dom services and then having sex, it gets hinky re: prostitution. Got it.

Also? I am still of the firm belief that Lady Heather was a way better fit for Gil than that whiny-ass Sara.

Also? I am still of the firm belief that Lady Heather was a way better fit for Gil than that whiny-ass Sara.

Wrod with a side of wrod sauce.