Teppy, I'm very sorry. My condolences to his family and those who loved him.
Bye, now. Have good sex.
Kaylee ,'Jaynestown'
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.
Beverly - Aug 07, 2009 11:00:43 am PDT #18962 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Calli - Aug 07, 2009 11:01:55 am PDT #18963 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
This didn't seem to go with my previous post.
I have six book cases, all full of books. I also have a table with a book rack (full of books), a small book case in the headboard of my bed (full of books), and about 3 dozen books scattered on various flat surfaces. I'm very much not afraid of books. This may be my downfall, as the piles of books continue to get higher and higher and I do not.
omnis_audis - Aug 07, 2009 11:10:36 am PDT #18964 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Are you only making it to R's dinner, or are you going to karaoke at The Point too?Dinner. Not a fan of the Karaoke, so will skip that.
Daisy Jane - Aug 07, 2009 11:12:05 am PDT #18965 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Aw man! I can't make dinner (will be carousing with an ex-coworker and waiting for Jon), but will be at The Point. You don't have to sing you know. You could just go for the company.
omnis_audis - Aug 07, 2009 11:13:50 am PDT #18966 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
You don't have to sing you know. You could just go for the company.I know I don't have to sing, it's the others that kill me. And the bad sound. It makes my skin crawl. I know, it sounds lame, but, as a Pro Sound person, it pains me going to Karaoke, and I find I'm not all the social, and become very judgmental, and that makes me less social.
DCJensen - Aug 07, 2009 11:14:36 am PDT #18967 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
An old man in San Diego was almost killed under the thousands of hardcover books he had stacked floor to ceiling in his apartment when an earthquake hit back in 1986.
omnis_audis - Aug 07, 2009 11:16:50 am PDT #18968 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
so? we should watch more TV?
Daisy Jane - Aug 07, 2009 11:19:47 am PDT #18969 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Don't tell my husband. He's been looking for a way to make me get rid of books.
omnis, I understand. I'll miss seeing you though.
DCJensen - Aug 07, 2009 11:20:58 am PDT #18970 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
The key to karaoke for the infrequent indulger is to find a song or two in your comfort range and practice it a few times before going out...maybe more.
That way when faced by the big screen and the situation, you can be a bit more confident.
I pick novelty songs, for the most part. I once got complimented for my rendition of Henry the 8th.
When I was in voice, doing a musical and having some free time, I practiced Sultans of Swing and nailed it at Karaoke one week. Got a "you've done this before" from the M.C. Heh.
Kathy A - Aug 07, 2009 11:23:53 am PDT #18971 of 30000
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I pick novelty songs, for the most part.
I once did "Leader of the Pack," which worked quite well due to the fact that it was the end of the night and we got a few complete strangers to come up on stage with me to sing backup. My boss at the time joined in with the "vroom vroom" motorcycle sounds.