Book: Yes, I'd forgotten you're moonlighting as a criminal mastermind now. Got your next heist planned? Simon: No. But I'm thinking about growing a big black mustache. I'm a traditionalist.

'War Stories'


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 - Nov 11, 2010 5:30:56 am PST #8198 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.

Note to self: After all the rigamorole on the phone and online this morning with your employer's designated retirement fund whosiwhatsis, please do not forget to actually go and fill out the forms for payroll withholding.

Cuz it'll be a long wait for the next open enrollment period.


sj - Nov 11, 2010 5:31:52 am PST #8199 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Thanks. After many days of rain and general overcast weather, it is really beautiful out today, so I hope that carries through to tomorrow.


WindSparrow - Nov 11, 2010 5:43:44 am PST #8200 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.

Cheezburger does Aims' favorite kind of lovely lumps: [link] and a cat explains blinvisible friends: [link]


tommyrot - Nov 11, 2010 5:45:40 am PST #8201 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

a cat explains blinvisible friends: [link]

Heh. Smart cat.


smonster - Nov 11, 2010 7:30:11 am PST #8202 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

~ma to your grandmother, askye. We went through a similar ordeal with my grandma, and it just sucks.


Strix - Nov 11, 2010 7:31:38 am PST #8203 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

YAY HAPPY ELOPINATING!!


WindSparrow - Nov 11, 2010 8:30:51 am PST #8204 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.

Hey we have veterans here, and people who love veterans. So happy Veterans Day!

Happy Armistice Day to them as celebrates that, too.


erin_obscure - Nov 11, 2010 8:53:04 am PST #8205 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange

SJ, congrats on the nice day for elopement!!!! May it continue to be beautiful for a long and happy life together


erin_obscure - Nov 11, 2010 8:54:25 am PST #8206 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange

and because it deserves a separate post, ~ma to Askye and family. I presume her doctor already mentioned hospice options? it's a tough choice to make, but wonderful for pain management and supporting the caregivers.


Barb - Nov 11, 2010 9:07:10 am PST #8207 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

So, I finally found the Kirkus review- thankfully, not a savaging. Actually, for a first Kirkus review, not too bad. The thing the reviewer was most critical of is actually something I feel is subjective. Most people who've read the book like the descriptions. And I suspect if I'd gone thinner on the descriptions I'd be getting criticized for glossing over an activity people aren't as familiar with, so it's just One of Those Things.

Soledad Reyes, a Cuban-American high-school senior, lives to dance and hopes to win a spot in a professional ballet company. When classmate Jonathan Crandall, a handsome and hunky horn player, suggests she audition as Carmen in the competitive world of drum and bugle corps, she’s intrigued—and ends up nabbing the role as well as Jonathan’s heart. Hampered by hazy descriptions of the competitive action, the conflict-free overlong middle section drags, though it eventually becomes clear that something is off with Jonathan. His feelings for Soledad have a suffocating intensity, and he’s locked in an unhealthy battle with his controlling father. For her part, Soledad, who is experiencing intangible knee problems, enjoys a forbidden flirtation with a handsome Spanish futboler. Finally, in a gasp-out-loud moment around the three-quarter mark, the novel takes a shocking turn then moves at a swift pace as all the loose ends are neatly tied up. Soledad’s first-person narration feels authentic, but the material would engage more if it were shorter and sharper. (Fiction. YA)