My rich-o-meter is set kinda low, methinks.
Yeah, mine too. The people I've actually known who I thought were rich were just people who went to private school and summered on the Vinyard. Which is wealthy, but not super-rich, I suspect. I mean, they still needed to work.
I like the idea of the Buffista microloan system, though!
... you know, that's actually something we could probably do. Isn't there some website that will manage those for you?
I think some of the shibari just looks very cozy. I don't need to be giving up not power to nobody, though, thanks.
Steph, my first shot at drawing it is here, if you're interested. Borderline SFW. Well, you know, guy tied up.
ita, that's quite nice! I particularly like the "weaving" detail between the 2 over-the-shoulder ropes (I don't know what to call it other than weaving; it's really just an artistic way to use up long rope). May I show Tim?
I've heard of topping from the bottom. So the bondage part isn't necessarily the submission part, yeah?
What's the consensus about selling usernames/domains, etc.? Because my twitter alias seems very valuable to some.
My cousin, who is in high school, if BFF with Bill Gates' daughter. That's my closest connection to serious wealth.
I went to nursery school with a boy who was heir to Sears Roebuck. He decided he was my boyfriend, but I didn't like him, because I thought he was bossy. I was two years old at the time, though.
Your sister is probably STILL annoyed at you for letting him get away.
Guys, there's been such shitty news lately that I thought I would share something pretty awesome!
My friend Shane is married to by BFF, Fran. He sent all her close girlfriends this message last night, and I woke up to it:
Hey ladies in the place I'm callin' out to ya
I wanted to start this message out right with a Beastie Boys lyric.
Frans B-Day is coming up and I wanted to get a party started. So I think she would love love love nothing more then to go hang out with all her best ladies friends. So this is a “save the date” if you will. Her birthday is on the Monday May 9th so Saturday May 7th would be a great day to hit the town.
Jude and I are a big handful and she does so much for both of us all the time so the best birthday present I can think of for her is a night to let loose away from the home. So it’s drinks and good times with her most wonderful of friends and a stay in a nice hotel for the evening. That’s the gift to her I can offer but the frosting and ice cream and cheesecake and lavender custard and big bunches of really kickass pie with the awesome flakey crust can only be provided to her by you wonderful gals, her most closest and badass of friends. So let me know if you can make it and thanks for reading my cheesy email.
Also I haven’t mentioned this to her yet so don’t let the cat out of bag. I think this weekend I will chat with her about it.
Cause I announce I like girls that bounce
With the weight that pays about a pound per ounce
Girls with curls and big long locks
And beatnik chicks just wearing their smocks
I started with the Beastie lyrics so I thought I should end with the same.
I am SO SO lucky to have awesome friends, IRL and OL.
(Also, Spring Break starts for me -- FINALLY! -- at 4 pm. Woo to the motherfuckin' HOO.)
That's sweet, Erin.
If I were that rich, I suspect there would be a way to live forever, like getting your head implanted on a robot body.
Yeah, I pick this one over exercizing, for sure.
Yeah, mine too. The people I've actually known who I thought were rich were just people who went to private school and summered on the Vinyard. Which is wealthy, but not super-rich, I suspect. I mean, they still needed to work.
I would like us all to remember that those people are STILL RICH! This kind of thinking is what makes multi-millionaires feel middle class. Those people described above are way richer than me, and I'm pretty fucking rich, compared to people in general. Just putting that out there.
Oh good lord. Story here this morning is about a police standoff with a guy barricaded inside his house, with tons of police and the neighborhood basically shut down for hours while they negotiated with him.
Except it turns out the dude was at a bar talking to them on his cell phone and not in the house at all.
Nicely done, guys.