Steph, that is flat out fucking fantastic. I love it.
Dawn ,'Storyteller'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
My darling eldest is currently applying to graduate school, for her master's in social work. And she is recommending comics to me and scolding me when I don't live up to her expectations about justice. (But with love.)
One of our friends said, "This is the most quintessential Northside experience I can think of: we have to wait for tacos, so you get something pierced."
This makes me miss the PNW. I mean, so does breathing some days but this especially does.
My understanding is that Northside is very PNW. Also very Austin. So many hipsters cheek by jowl with hippies, all sharing their locally sourced, free-range, ethically raised, farm-to-table, gluten-/soy-/dairy-/grain-/sugar-free [whatever], which probably came from the bike co-op.
And she is recommending comics to me and scolding me when I don't live up to her expectations about justice. (But with love.)
She'll straighten you out in no time with the comics and the social justice.
(Vividly remember seeing the two of you together and being struck by how very close and intimate your relationship was. The kind of thing any mother would hope for with their daughter.)
You can see her reviewing comics here:
Ha! I was wondering who the incredibly striking woman in the tuxedo was. D'oh - that's your daughter.
Terrifying, isn't it?
So while we waited for a table to open up, Tim decided to walk 3 doors down and get his nipples pierced.* Like you do.
Hee. I mentioned before, my mother was once informed on the same day that I had made the Dean's list at university and my younger brother had got his nipples pierced. We liked to keep her on her toes.