Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.

Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'


Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?  

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


vw bug - Jul 18, 2007 9:37:20 am PDT #7123 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Oh, my. Life is REALLY hard for the three-year-old right now. He is WAILING. Somehow, still cute.


Toddson - Jul 18, 2007 9:43:50 am PDT #7124 of 10001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

"Still cute" is the only reason he's likely to live long enough to annoy you as a teenager.


DavidS - Jul 18, 2007 9:47:50 am PDT #7125 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Yay, Emmett.

What? No exclamation point, Eeyore?

I kid.


juliana - Jul 18, 2007 9:47:53 am PDT #7126 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

I still have my matchbox from Amante's.

The Green calls you. (Thank all the gods I did not have any last night. I feel rough enough as it is.)

edit: Do'h! Forgot to say YAY Emmett! Go you with your homering skillz!


Daisy Jane - Jul 18, 2007 9:50:10 am PDT #7127 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

The Green calls you.

She does. I also have a picture of the stained glass window on my phone. Not that you can make it out clearly, but I know what it is and that's all that matters.


juliana - Jul 18, 2007 9:51:51 am PDT #7128 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

I also have a picture of the stained glass window on my phone. Not that you can make it out clearly, but I know what it is and that's all that matters.

Work has given me a new shiny camera. I will have to take it home to "practice" and see if I can get you a good shot of it.


vw bug - Jul 18, 2007 9:52:08 am PDT #7129 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

So, in all this interviewing I got a bit of a first-hand account of the Hatfield-McCoy Feud. Interesting stuff, that. I think I'd rather not have known, though, that my grandma lived in a house with bullet holes from the feud.


omnis_audis - Jul 18, 2007 10:16:57 am PDT #7130 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

Miracleman -How is it this stupid town doesn't have a fucking greasy spoon diner that serves breakfast?!

MM are you in Orange County!? That was my first reaction when I moved to California. One of the reasons I moved to Long Beach. Not that they have the volume that NY has... but it's a start. Glad it all ended well.

(yes, I've poked my head back into B.org... and I will try to keep up. Miss you folks way too much)


Pix - Jul 18, 2007 10:24:35 am PDT #7131 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.

Omnis, you know MM--he's Aimee's husband, father of Em. They live in Michigan now.

Also, hi! How are the kitties?


erikaj - Jul 18, 2007 10:31:12 am PDT #7132 of 10001
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-

Well, it wasn't intended as any sort of Jaye Tyler Ironic thing if that's what you're worried about. @@ Till now, that is. But if you spot any nice thistles, pass them along, okay? (My mom says that Eeyore and the Munchkin are the same "person". I told her that she was smart enough to write a paper in college...there probably is a thesis like that, somewhere.) And Keith Olbermann needs to burn his gold tie...Pat robertson has one. Gag me. Maybe I should send him one with Eeyore on it. Or Moose and Squirrel...neo-con assholes would *never* wear that. ETA: Yeah, Hecubus. Dude, we've met. Okay?