he was batshit insane. Old hickory, indeed.
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.
I want to believe I kicked off the SodaStream trend, 3+ years ago (best. purchase. EVER.), but I think I heard about it from someone else here who had one. Maybe Jessica?
I think I first knew about home fizzy water from Jessica and then the SodaStream from you, Steph?
Man, I love mine. I can't believe I've had it less than a year. I can fizz water! And, sure, I'll put things in it but mostly I just drink plain (heh) fizzed water. Bubbles!
(PLEASE tell me it's Andrew Jackson: Badass Motherfucker. PLEASE.)
I would go get a history degree just to teach that text.
I gotta read me that this summer. I need to branch out out of the author bios. Well, I did read The Duchess, and a bio of Alva and Consuelo Vanderbilt that was really interesting.
I am done for the night. I mean, with school work. WOO HOO! It's only 10:04! Now I can shower, fold laundry, start oatmeal and relax for the next...55 minutes. JOY.
I would go get a history degree just to teach that text.
I got Emmett this history book for xmas and he loves it. (It's from the same guy at Cracked, and it's (a) very funny and (b) historically accurate.)
Oh, that's awesome! I've read all those Cracked articles, but I didn't know they came out in a book. I may get that for Dan's bday.
You guys. Mardi Gras season is KICKING MAH ASS.
Not from drinking, but just the marathon of it all. Holy crap.
Oh, Lordy. I'm about to go on tv. Wish me luck and not fucking it up!!!!
I know you're doing great, smonster.
Wooo. That was a total adrenaline dump. Still vibrating. Will post a link once it's up on the web. My parents said I did very well, and I think I managed to hit all the main points. Nora, I gave you a nameless shoutout - mentioned a friend who had moved down after volunteering and that I was getting to experience Mardi Gras through you.
And thanks, Ginger.
"I'm tired of pretending I'm not a total, bitchin' rock star from Mars."
Where's your tag from?
That's Charlie Sheen, smonster.