Oh my goodness!! How old is he? I guess that's one way to find out what it looks like. Glad the park staff nabbed him.
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
He's 4. I think he thought he was being sort of scandalous and than I made him feel bad. I've mostly calmed down now but I can tell that I'm still very unsettled inside.
Wow, Frisco, quit scaring your mom! Geez.
I went to pick up my bib for tomorrow's race, then to Target and bought random on-sale Turkey Day stuff (nothing refrigerated), and then went to JoAnn's and got some massively on sale doo-dads (like a sleeve board)
Twitter rumors about a ceasefire. Skeptical, but hope they turn out to be true.
Maybe my prayers for peace worked! Hey, it's possible. See, non-selfish prayers do work. Now. Could someone pray I win the lotto? If I do it, it'd be selfish.
ION - first day off in 2 weeks, and so far I've managed to do...nothing. But I have caught up on Castle! And by that I mean, finsihed the last 3 episodes from last season, and all of this season so far. Does that count for anything?
Sean, I left you a FB message with Andre's contact info. He says UPS is a solid, if boring, gig that doesn't require a license and offers union benefits if you get hired full time. It also leaves your nights open if you ever want to double up on work. Worth checking out.
Fingers crossed the ceasefire is for realz.
Poor Frisco, and poor you, Stephanie.
Went to a superfun show tonight. The stagehands were dressed as iridescent cockroaches. And they danced. There was burlesque and swing dance and lots of hurricane jokes and an awesome song about having to pee (not that one, NOLA peeps, another one). D's dancer friends put it on, so we got seats up front. Here's a pic - not my fave of me, but whatevs - [link]
Looks like not for real. At least prep is going forward for invasion. There has been a lull in rocket fire from Gaza, but not from Israel.
Damn. So worried.
Yeah, there were sirens here in Tel Aviv about 30 minutes ago. Since we can't drink at work, we replaced drinking game with "one silly song per siren". I started with Pearl Jam's Alive, and for my next turn (if a third siren will be heard today) it'll be Alice in Chain's We Die Young.
A part of me feels truly horrible doing this while there's so much suffering for others and mostly in Gaza, but that's my coping mechanism. I have to laugh about it. It's bad enough that when I get to a shelter, for at least two minutes I'm shivering and I can't control it.
(I'm OK. Really am. No hugs needed. I'm lucky for a shelter and an alarm to get me there in time).