You can do the thing, Steph!
Ten percent of nothing is -- let me do the math here -- nothing into nothing, carry the --
Jayne ,'Serenity'
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.
Nora Deirdre - Jul 27, 2016 11:16:29 am PDT #25563 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Vortex - Jul 27, 2016 3:32:07 pm PDT #25564 of 30002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Steph, you're going to do great!
Burrell - Jul 27, 2016 5:32:26 pm PDT #25565 of 30002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I think they take it to mean "Your kid could start having sex,"
That's not the issue with these parents. It's like there's two weird pockets of anti-vaxxer cray-cray, MMR and HPV. They seriously think it might kill their children. I don't understand why.
meara - Jul 27, 2016 5:41:29 pm PDT #25566 of 30002
I think they take it to mean "Your kid could start having sex," What Laura said.
Yeah, the insurance figures by this age you aren't going to get anything out of the vaccine. Which pisses me off belatedly that ten year ago when it came out I couldn't get it. Grr.
quester - Jul 27, 2016 7:06:09 pm PDT #25567 of 30002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
There have been two references to Mick Belker in my life in this last week. I think it's Ginger sending me messages.
she was as far from a dirtbag as Joyce was.
Steph L. - Jul 28, 2016 5:09:17 am PDT #25568 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
The improv class was good -- I made a joke at my expense about sex with farm animals (hey, I had to go with the line my partner set up, so there you are [I mean WHY NOT make your first impression among 15 strangers an implication that you fuck sheep, AMIRITE]) and I was a deep fryer. Really.
Laura - Jul 28, 2016 5:10:30 am PDT #25569 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
HPV is super scary. In TMI territory, I know so many women that have had genital warts removed, including myself. In one case it took the life of a close friend's wife because it wasn't caught in time. Years later it dawned on me that at the time that I had the procedure to burn away the lesion I was living with my husband, who later died from AIDS. This was before we knew he was sick. Poor man was so freaked out that he may have infected me. I never was afraid at the time, no doubt too distracted with my fear for him.
Anyway, I am all about the vaccinations and preventive medicine in general. Much easier to stay healthy than get healthy once you have an issue.
Laura - Jul 28, 2016 5:11:23 am PDT #25570 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
The improv class was good
Yay! Super YaY! I've been waiting to hear all about it. More detail!
WindSparrow - Jul 28, 2016 5:14:52 am PDT #25571 of 30002
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.
I'm glad it went well, Steph.
Laura, of course each of you were more worried about the other.
Steph L. - Jul 28, 2016 5:17:47 am PDT #25572 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
We did a lot of different exercises to introduce the idea of "yes, and," which means that you build on what your partner says/does. I ended up as a deep fryer in an exercise where one person at a time goes up, announces what they are ("I'm a tree!") and then a second person has to build on that ("I'm a squirrel on a branch of the tree!") and a third person builds on either or both of those. Only 3 people, no dialogue. And then the instructors tell 2 people to sit down and one to stay as what they are (like the squirrel) and it starts all over again.
In several rounds we got from a tree to 1 woman as a french fry and another woman as a chicken nugget, so I ran up, laid down on my back with my arms and legs in the air and announced, "I'm a deep fryer!"
My brain is so weird.