There's, again, something a little too easy about joining in a mass shunning. Or it may just be that my long history of rooting for the underdog actually made me nearly feel SORRY for Bush, and I deeply resent that.
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[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.
I have enjoyed booing at places where it's encouraged- like a puppet show. I can't think of any other situation where I've actually booed. I think the closest I get is saying "that is so not cool" from time to time but usually out of earshot of the person who is being uncool.
for some reason I say "amy-chi". Not sure why. I hadn't realized I was adding a vowel where none existed until y'all started talking about it.
Honestly -- and bear in mind that I'm not a teacher -- I think that 14- to 16-year-olds who react with glee upon hearing that an administrator/somewhat draconian dean/principal was going to be out for the day are just acting like normal 14- to -16-year-olds.
Yeah. In middle school (the last time we had that sort of assembly) if someone had said the principal was out we would have cheered and thought it was funny as hell. And he was a good guy, most people like him.
In our next class the teachers would have scolded us and we all would have rolled our eyes and given that mumbled group apology thing. We probably would have forgotten all about it until the scolding, actually.
My brother boos frequently. Mostly when he gets bad news from someone or if he doesn't approve of a plan or course of action. It's actually become his thing to boo at people. And, I have to admit, it's contagious. Both my sister, her best friend, and I boo at things we don't like. Like, "Aimee, you have to work overtime." "BOOO!"
Sean, I'm sorry you're having a very bad day.
Would it be utterly creepy and ooky to get a real human vertebra?
NO! I think it would be extremely cool.
Why does my honey love me? Because I am defending the use of comic books in the classroom as a legitimate and useful tool in promoting literacy and language arts.
Why does my honey love me? Because I am defending the use of comic books in the classroom as a legitimate and useful tool in promoting literacy and language arts.
I love you so much.
I know you do.
When I was at Trivia this weekend, I gave DH's boss' wife some Buffy comics. Seams she is a Buffy fan. She liked them, even having never read a comic in her life. I'm going to loan her the rest of mine. And let her read Vampire People.
She's pretty cool and drives a ZAMBONI for her sons' hockey league.
Would it be utterly creepy and ooky to get a real human vertebra?
NO! I think it would be extremely cool.
I'm leaning toward getting a cast vertebra, because I can't stop thinking about, with a real human vertebra, I'd always wonder about the person it came from. And not the whimsied kind of wondering, or even plain old bemused wondering -- I mean more like will-I-be-haunted-by-the-person-this-BONE-came-from kind of wondering.