Plei, much ma heading your dad's way.
Yes, it's terribly simple. The good guys are always stalwart and true, the bad guys are easily distinguished by their pointy horns or black hats, and, uh, we always defeat them and save the day. No one ever dies, and everybody lives happily ever after.
Giles ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Scrappy - Oct 06, 2010 2:43:19 pm PDT #5278 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
hippocampus - Oct 06, 2010 2:46:15 pm PDT #5279 of 30000
not your mom's socks.
Plei, much ~ma for your dad.
Meara, comfort to your associate and her family.
JZ - Oct 06, 2010 2:48:01 pm PDT #5280 of 30000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Vibing hard for your dad, Plei.
Zenkitty - Oct 06, 2010 2:57:27 pm PDT #5281 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
~ma for your pa, Plei!
amyth - Oct 06, 2010 3:03:18 pm PDT #5282 of 30000
And none of us deserving the cruelty or the grace -- Leonard Cohen
Lots of ~ma for your father, Plei.
Steph L. - Oct 06, 2010 3:36:35 pm PDT #5283 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Lots of good thought towards Plei's dad, meara's associate's family, and Fred Pete's Max.
We came home from work to find the driveway and backyard full of shingles from the roof of the house next door. Now, when we left for work this morning, we heard the roofers (de-roofers?) taking the shingles off, and Tim said one of them asked him if the car in the driveway was his, and when Tim said yes, they said they'd put a tarp over the car.
What they didn't say was that there would be shingles piled a foot deep (no lie; I took pictures) heaped around the car in the driveway. The car which is, I might add, up on a jack right now with all the tires off so Tim can put new brakes on it. EXCEPT HE CAN'T WORK ON THE CAR WITH IT ANKLE-DEEP IN MOTHERFUCKING SHINGLES WITH NAILS STICKING OUT OF THEM.
Our clothesline is torn down, and the backyard where the dogs go to run around and do their business is ankle-deep in more shingles with nails sticking out. You know, the kind that can get stuck in dogs' feet. Probably an area of 7' x 5'. Yeah. That many shingles.
The backyard of the actual house whose shingles are being removed? NO SHINGLES IN IT. Not a one. (Again, I took pictures.) The opposite side of the house? NO SHINGLES on the ground. No dumpster on the street (why would they need a dumpster when they fucked up our driveway and backyard?).
I took the dog out to pee (since I can't just let him out alone now, in case he steps on a shingle with a NAIL STICKING OUT OF IT), and I noticed 2 men in business casual clothes (meaning, not roofers) talking on the front lawn of the de-shingled house. I hot-footed it over and introduced myself and found out one of the men is the new owner of the house.
I was unbelievably polite, but I asked him if I could show him the ankle-deep shingles with nails that were in the backyard and driveway and made it impossible for Tim to work on his car or our dogs to go out and pee and by the way, see that clothesline on the ground with the broken pole? That was our clothesline.
He was very nice and said he has no idea why on earth the roofers would do that, and he would have them clean it up first thing tomorrow. I said thank you very much, we appreciate it, and gave him our cell numbers in case of more problems.
Tim got home a little after that and the owner was still there, and Tim talked to him, too, and actually got his business card, so everything should be copacetic in the end, but oh my fucking god. Our yard and driveway look like a tornado came through. Who the fuck DOES that? I'm both amused and pissed that they threw everything in our yard but left their own backyard pristine.
Vortex - Oct 06, 2010 3:54:11 pm PDT #5284 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
You know, I enjoy that NBC panders to us by having lots of scenes of shirtless Boris Kodjoe, but I don't appreciate them trying to sell us a 20 story free climb in 15 minutes.
smonster - Oct 06, 2010 3:57:32 pm PDT #5285 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Meara, how awful!
Fred Pete, I'm so sorry. Poor Max.
Lots of ~ma to Plei's dad.
SailAweigh - Oct 06, 2010 3:57:55 pm PDT #5286 of 30000
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Fix-it~ma for your father, Plei.
Strix - Oct 06, 2010 4:00:54 pm PDT #5287 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Steph, that's crazy. I would be on fire.