That does sound fun, Hil.
Steph, I love that people in your neighborhood are not shy about that kind of thing.
One of you is gonna fall and die, and I'm not cleaning it up!
Mal ,'War Stories'
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.
WindSparrow - Sep 21, 2016 6:52:24 pm PDT #26466 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.
Steph L. - Sep 21, 2016 7:08:04 pm PDT #26467 of 30002
I look more rad than Lutheranism
I wish the person had said what would happen with the awesome socks. Tim works a block away from the person who requested the socks, and when I read the post to him, he disappeared in the office (where his bureau is) and emerged with 2 mismatched wool socks. He may be the first donor.
Hil R. - Sep 21, 2016 7:12:35 pm PDT #26468 of 30002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
My first guess was that the socks would become a quilt.
SuziQ - Sep 21, 2016 7:15:54 pm PDT #26469 of 30002
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Or a bunch of awesomely clothed free house elves.
Zenkitty - Sep 21, 2016 8:14:04 pm PDT #26470 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Thank you, WS! I needed that.
I also wish to know what will become of the socks.
Beverly - Sep 21, 2016 9:42:55 pm PDT #26471 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Sleep well, Ryan, and heal fast. There are too many wonderful things to do and discover for you to linger long in bed. And may the lack of bad tonsils make everything feel a lot better.
Laura - Sep 22, 2016 2:16:45 am PDT #26472 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
Super quick healing ~ma for Ryan.
I'm going with an army of sock puppets.
Calli - Sep 22, 2016 3:04:07 am PDT #26473 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Healing~ma to Ryan.
Maybe the sock collector will be making a rag rug.
Sue - Sep 22, 2016 3:30:17 am PDT #26474 of 30002
hip deep in pie
Or a sock puppet army.
billytea - Sep 22, 2016 3:53:19 am PDT #26475 of 30002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Ryan is sleeping now. He's been recovering well, though he's pretty listless and he doesn't have much appetite. Meanwhile, I've been introduced to a ridiculous quantity of children's daytime television. There was some show about a shrinking grandpa (at which point he started haring about the place on an apparent sugar high, to the mortification of his grandson), and an Icelandic production by a champion gymnast called Lazy Town, where said gymnast plays a character called Sportacus who calls vegetables "sports candy".
I'm assuming Ryan's loss of appetite is just about the tonsillectomy, but I can't completely rule out the goggle box.