Jayne: Yeah, that was some pretty risky sittin' you did there. Wash: That's right, of course, 'cause they wouldn't arrest me if we got boarded, I'm just the pilot. I can always say I was flying the ship by accident.

'Serenity'


Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.  

[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.


Pix - Aug 01, 2009 12:36:36 pm PDT #18303 of 30000
The status is NOT quo.

Thanks for all the anniversary wishes. I am very amused by the fact that I am alone at the Orlando airport. Is there anything sadder than a woman spending her anniversary eating by herself at a hotel bar in the land of the Mouse?

(To clarify--not in any way in need of hairpats here. I really do think it's funny.)


Laura - Aug 01, 2009 12:52:42 pm PDT #18304 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

Bad timing. I was eating and drinking alone at the Orlando airport on Thursday. The Ruby Tuesday's salad bar wasn't bad.


WindSparrow - Aug 01, 2009 1:39:08 pm PDT #18305 of 30000
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.

Happy Anniversary, Sox and DH, and Kristin and Drew.

Happy civil union day planning, Seska - so glad you got the location that you wanted.

To Nora and JZ, continued wishes for perfect new jobs to come through for you soon. Or even tolerably decent new jobs right away.


WindSparrow - Aug 01, 2009 1:43:55 pm PDT #18306 of 30000
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.

OH! Speaking of making kids do stuff, I got a couple paddle balls for my cats today. Ok, its really the paddle balls themselves that have anything at all to do with kids - as my mom used to use the wooden paddles to spank us with, once the rubber band broke. Anyway, the cats find these things highly amusing, as Harvey has figured out that the rubber band makes the ball come back to him. Sammie is simulataneously enjoying batting at the handle to make the paddle move in circles as it lies on the floor.


Pix - Aug 01, 2009 1:47:20 pm PDT #18307 of 30000
The status is NOT quo.

Bad timing. I was eating and drinking alone at the Orlando airport on Thursday. The Ruby Tuesday's salad bar wasn't bad.

Totally bad timing! I would have loved to have dinner with you (or any of our Florida Buffistas). I'm only here overnight, though, and I am utterly exhausted. It's probably just as well that I had to eat dinner on my own here. I'm going to take a nice hot bath now to soothe my oh-so-out-of-shape muscles that are recovering from working out the past two days, and then I'll probably read for an hour and go to bed super early.

{{{Nora}}} I'm sorry you have a soul-sucking job like JZ. I wish I could make it happen for you with a wave of my magic wand. (Where is that pesky magic wand when I need it?)


Barb - Aug 01, 2009 2:10:56 pm PDT #18308 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

It's rumbling and thundery and the dogs woke me up at 6:00, so I'm already in jammies and in bed, watching the ball game. Had spicy wings for dinner and Abby made brownies for dessert. Things may be crazy and up in the air, but all in all, life is good.


erin_obscure - Aug 01, 2009 3:36:57 pm PDT #18309 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange

JZ, would things be better at work if a few of your coworkers mysteriously vanished? I might know some guys who could help out ;)


Barb - Aug 01, 2009 3:47:51 pm PDT #18310 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

JZ, would things be better at work if a few of your coworkers mysteriously vanished? I might know some guys who could help out ;)

Dude... I like the way erin thinks.


hippocampus - Aug 01, 2009 4:30:28 pm PDT #18311 of 30000
not your mom's socks.

Happy anniversary Drew & Pix -and here's to new anniversaries on the horizon.


Connie Neil - Aug 01, 2009 5:19:02 pm PDT #18312 of 30000
brillig

My cat was run over last night, in front of our house. A friend who's staying with us found him when he got home late. My blessed Hubby went out to take care of matters. Now I keep looking over my shoulder to see where Amon is. It's going to be hell on Monday morning when he doesn't walk me out to the car.