Reynolds, I'm a dangerous-minded man on a ship loaded with hurt. Now, why you got me chatting with your peons?

Womack ,'The Message'


Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?  

[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.


WindSparrow - Dec 13, 2010 11:51:40 am PST #10923 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.

Can I just say, you know you are really sick when the don't-hold-me cat snuggles up to you for a whole hour. Thank you, Sammie, I like snuggling you when you let me.


beth b - Dec 13, 2010 11:54:55 am PST #10924 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

and I got an email -- about a possible owner


erikaj - Dec 13, 2010 12:34:10 pm PST #10925 of 30000
Always Anti-fascist!

My computer wigged out all day...got the blue screen and all, but it booted fine. I think I may have to devote my life to Jesus now or something, though, so I might not be around much.


beth b - Dec 13, 2010 12:47:33 pm PST #10926 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

really like those photos

I am on vacation for the week -- I have:

gone for coffee

bought boots

sorted my unmentionables

run the diswahers

paid some bills

played on the internet/watched some tv

oddly more productive than planned


quester - Dec 13, 2010 1:03:54 pm PST #10927 of 30000
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

I'm on a forced vacation.

I worked for one hour today and then I was laid-off. The supervisor was totally embarassed and apologetic about it, totally beyond his control.

I got a new assignment starting next Monday, but not getting paid for this week is going to hurt a lot.


Calli - Dec 13, 2010 1:04:43 pm PST #10928 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I'm sorry, quester. That sucks.


beth b - Dec 13, 2010 1:05:05 pm PST #10929 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

totally stupid quester

I'm glad you have something lined up , even if it isn't going to be easy


quester - Dec 13, 2010 1:09:07 pm PST #10930 of 30000
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

I just hit up my fairy-college friend-godbrother who has lent me money in the past. But, I hate doing that. It's the holidays and he is flying to Finland to spend them with his parents. But, I can't hit my sister up again so soon, if at all.

I hate this!


Daisy Jane - Dec 13, 2010 1:17:32 pm PST #10931 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Almost all of the India photos are up. There are some videos taking a while, and there's a card with the end of Mumbai, train ride and beginning of Jaipur that I can't find right now, but I hope to find it when I get home and put it up tomorrow. So...more India

[link]


Trudy Booth - Dec 13, 2010 1:32:11 pm PST #10932 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

Rather than the 9-to-5 drudgery to which they have been "liberated" by modern ideology, countless women would prefer to be homemakers creating delectable baked goods and living lives of ease and contentment, while their husbands would happily be the family's sole breadwinners, gladly working so that their brides could have whatever they want, rejoicing in the knowledge that every day they would come home to find an angel in the house. In such traditional circumstances, children would receive all of the attention that they require, and as a result, sons would grow up to be responsible young men, while daughters would become ladylike and well-mannered. (How different from the broken homes of today, which lead to juvenile delinquency, drug use, crime, and promiscuity.)

::snort::

This isn't "the way it was", this is a blip in middle-class human history.

Before the modern conveniences that permitted this idyl, how do you think farms operated? How do you think merchants and factory workers and the like lived their daily lives? Those women weren't making "delectable goodies" they were providing all the food. From scratch. They weren't doting on their children, they were doing piece work inbetween churning and baking while the older nine kids watched the younger nine kids.

Idiots.