Well, a gathering is brie, mellow song stylings; shindig, dip, less mellow song stylings, perhaps a large amount of malt beverage, and hootenanny, well, it's chock full of hoot, just a little bit of nanny.

Oz ,'Beneath You'


Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?

Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Toddson - Jun 03, 2021 10:24:42 am PDT #7653 of 7664
Always support bacteria. They're the only culture some people have.

ah ... when politics gets, um, interesting


Beverly - Jun 03, 2021 4:05:43 pm PDT #7654 of 7664
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

That's...bizarre, Toddson.


Toddson - Jun 15, 2021 2:05:29 pm PDT #7655 of 7664
Always support bacteria. They're the only culture some people have.

and ... just an ordinary Canadian town ... right?


EpicTangent - Jun 16, 2021 9:14:04 am PDT #7656 of 7664
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

So, I have a 10:15 flight on Friday morning. My dad is giving me a ride to the airport. When I asked him, I wasn't 100% sure of times, but I said I was pretty sure 8:30 would be good and I would confirm. A couple of days ago when I got a confirmation email from the airline, I forwarded it to Dad so he'd have times & flight numbers, etc., and confirmed that 8:30 is when I'd like to be picked up (figure an 8:30 pickup, 25-30 minutes to the airport, gets me there by 9:00, so an hour and change ahead of the [domestic] flight, so that should be fine). Last night I see that I've got an answer, from my dad's email but clearly written by his wife, that they'll be picking me up at 8:00 because my dad's concerned about traffic. So now I'm annoyed - I already did the airport math, I don't appreciate you deciding that you know better than me, but whatever, not worth the fight; I'll deal. But then the email is closed with, "Be sure you're ready on time." I'll be 50 freaking years old on Monday, could we maybe consider not talking to me like a recalcitrant teenager??!!!!!!111!! I mean, yes, I struggle with lateness, but I think you don't get to give me a hard time about lateness if you independently decide to be a half hour early (and what's really great is he'll probably show up earlier than that, so even if I'm on time I'll be late)!

But because he's doing me a favor, I can't answer the email the way I'd really like to, so you guys get to hear about it. Thus endeth the rant.

And on another note: I'm going to Baltimore on Friday!!!!!11!!!!1!


Laura - Jun 16, 2021 10:08:11 am PDT #7657 of 7664
I didn't know how to respond to the bat-shit crazy. And then I realized I didn't have to. -Victor Infante

Rant away! Also, yay Baltimore!


JenP - Jun 17, 2021 6:42:40 am PDT #7658 of 7664

Rant away, indeed! Can't wait to get together!!


Cass - Jun 18, 2021 2:45:13 pm PDT #7659 of 7664
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Last night I see that I've got an answer, from my dad's email but clearly written by his wife, that they'll be picking me up at 8:00 because my dad's concerned about traffic. So now I'm annoyed - I already did the airport math, I don't appreciate you deciding that you know better than me, but whatever, not worth the fight; I'll deal. But then the email is closed with, "Be sure you're ready on time." I'll be 50 freaking years old on Monday, could we maybe consider not talking to me like a recalcitrant teenager??!!!!!!111!! I

I'm 50 as of yesterday. I will stinkeye them like crazy.

If they're going to treat you like a teen, get an allowance.


EpicTangent - Jun 24, 2021 5:09:42 pm PDT #7660 of 7664
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

If they're going to treat you like a teen, get an allowance.

Hilariously, when Dad came to the door to grab my bag, he pulled out his money clip and handed me some cash for the trip!


amyparker - Jul 12, 2021 9:12:52 pm PDT #7661 of 7664
In the end it's only ever been one step, and then the next.

Here is a thing that made me smile today.

How come, you ask? The Harris Fine Arts Center is at Brigham Young University, and in the Long Ago an 18-year-old Parker and a 22-year-old Connie joined other members of the campus science fiction club in dodging security and the custodial staff after hours. First time I was ever fought over for a team in anything: I actually had classes in the basement and could find my way out again.


Laura - Jul 13, 2021 5:17:50 am PDT #7662 of 7664
I didn't know how to respond to the bat-shit crazy. And then I realized I didn't have to. -Victor Infante

What a delightful memory, amyparker. It made me smile too.