'Smile Time'
[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.
OMG, what is it about small boys and their bits, this week? Have just given detention to one of my kids for getting his bits out in the middle of the CORRIDOR! They are way too old to not know that's inappropriate!
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NO! KEEP IT SECRET! KEEP IT SAFE!
this weekend will be interesting. It appears the playwrights wants to pay for rental of top of the line wireless microphones for the new musical. So, we get to install, sus them out, and wire up the actors in all new mics on the last day of rehearsal. And it won't solve the problems of the over-resonating room. All of this assumes they will get here in time for the Saturday rehearsal. :: sigh ::
Have fun this weekend omnis. I'm sure the only thing needed to make it all work perfectly is the addition of a bunch of expensive microphones. Not that those aren't a good piece of the puzzle, but they are just one piece.
"My marketing person is looking into getting a reading set up there, actually. Which, y'know, excuse to go to Portland! We like those!"
Yes! yes we do :) We even have nice cupcakeries here.
It's in the oven so late because I forgot to get the gingersnaps, so had to make a store run tonight. I was amused that the guy in front of me buying two items - tampons and sanitary napkins. We made eye contact and I smiled. he just shrugged and said "hey, gotta do what you gotta do"
That reminds me of this commercial, which I love.
That said, I wish I had cheesecake.
Just got a mild smack down for something I didn't even realize was obnoxious and now I'm ready to cry.
Hate feeling like this.
{{{Barb}}}
Just got a mild smack down for something I didn't even realize was obnoxious and now I'm ready to cry.
Aw, what happened, babe?
::hugs Barb hard::
It was stupid, really-- just an email exchange where one friend sent a link to several of us--
I responded that yeah, I'd already seen it (it was the twelve year-old kid from the next round of auditions for Britain's Got Talent) and she responded "Yes, sweetie, we know you know everything and have seen everything first. You win. *g*"
Just kind of startled me. I know she's stressed and under a deadline, but I got the distinct impression she was slapping me down for having more time than her at the moment.
I'm probably just hormonal.
Um, Barb? I don't think you were the obnoxious one in that exchange.