Also, Matilda = SO AWESOME.
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.
How bizarre: I just got a phone call.
Me: "Hello, this is [my name]"
Man: [name], this is your uncle Albert, can you put your mother Dorothy on the phone?
Me: Um, no? I don't have an Uncle Albert?
Uncle Albert: Um, this isn't [my phone number]? Someone has been calling me from the hospital on this number!
Me: No one has been calling from the hospital on this number. Sorry. Goodbye.
I feel bad for him. He's clearly either in big drama, or CRAZY. Because...who doesn't notice that he doesn't HAVE A NIECE NAMED [my name]??
This is all slightly weirder because at one point I DID have a Great-Uncle Albert. But he's been dead for years. And was never Hispanic like this guy clearly was (not a thick accent, but slight). And my grandmother's name was Dorothy.
Meara, a ghost called you! A CONFUSED ghost.
Or someone from an AU.
When I read "Uncle Albert", my first thought was a prank call, with a reference to the Paul McCartney song....
Well, the caller ID did come up as Albert somebody, so I don't think it was a prank, per se. Just...crazy. Or confused.
We're so sorry Uncle Albert / But there's no one left at home
I am being a PITA to our friend S. I drive him crazy by saying shit like, "Phil Collins is cranky because Sting was WAY better in Genesis."
Today's email: "Hey - When did Don Henley take over for Sting in Cream?"