That bookstore that Neil Gaiman deals with. DreamHaven?
Xander ,'Same Time, Same Place'
F2F 2: Is there anybody here that hasn't slept together?
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: New Orleans! May 20-22, 2005!
And I haven't been to Minnesota. I'm on the Minneapolis train! Woot!
...And your zoo has a spotted skunk! And a siberian tiger and a takin and a musk ox and a moose and pronghorn and Przewalski's horse and Rothschild's mynah! Oh, Lordy, and a clouded leopard.
I'm sold.
billytea, are you into fish too? Amphibians? Albino alligators?
And more shopping, of the kind one appreciates after getting completely into the "oh my dear whatever on a pogo stick, please be kidding me" headspace:
The Mall of America.
billytea, are you into fish too? Amphibians? Albino alligators?
I've checked through the Louisiana zoo and aquarium websites already. The white alligators (IIRC, it's not an albino, it's leucistic - blue eyes instead of pink - and once appeared on the Jeff Corwin Experience) is a drawcard. But I think I'm going to plump for Minneapolis. To me, the selection is more exotic.
Dana, do you want me to do NO, or you?
You've been working on it, haven't you? I'm happy to toss in more pros and cons, but organization is not my strong suit at the moment.
Personally, I don't understand why "But it's NEW ORLEANS" isn't convincing people. Hmph.
(That's a joke. Please don't defend your city preference to me.)
That bookstore that Neil Gaiman deals with. DreamHaven?
Oh, yes. And ocassionally sightings of the Man himself. As well as ocassional Sam Shepard, Jessica Lange, Walter Mondale....
billytea, there's also The Como Zoo, which has everything that the MN Zoo doesn't. Also, a Japanese Tea Garden, which I adore.
Przewalski's horse
Oh, yeah! I love it. And otters. I love the otters.
That's a joke. Please don't defend your city preference to me.
What if my defence is "It's NEW ORLEANS"?
I've already written you off as a wrong-headed crackpot. And I think I decided that most of New England is imaginary anyway, so la la la I can't hear you.