I'm trying to hold off on using my spa combo-pack Groupon, but it's haaaarrd.
You know, my big sister could really beat the crap out of her. I mean, really really.
Dawn ,'Storyteller'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Feb 09, 2010 10:45:44 am PST #7383 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Beverly - Feb 09, 2010 10:45:56 am PST #7384 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Oh, I so aspire to be smonster's massaage therapist. In spirit, if not in actual application of hands.
§ ita § - Feb 09, 2010 10:46:43 am PST #7385 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My massage from my friend has been put off until next week because the spa is booked up with couples massages for V-Day. WhatEV. The anti-romantic Grinch in me surfaces.
Amy - Feb 09, 2010 10:54:33 am PST #7386 of 30001
Because books.
Weirdly, one of my favorite parts was when she did my arms and hands. That was just lovely.
brenda m - Feb 09, 2010 10:59:08 am PST #7387 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Oh yeah, that's the best.
tommyrot - Feb 09, 2010 11:07:32 am PST #7388 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Saints Super Bowl Parade Could Be Boobless
The Saints Super Bowl parade in New Orleans today will likely be a rowdy affair, but police aim to set limits. One rule authorities will be enforcing: no exposed boobs.
TMZ reports that the city is deploying more than 600 police officers to the French Quarter "and anyone seen exchanging nudity for beads can expect a big, fat summons ... or even a trip to the slammer."
Dana - Feb 09, 2010 11:08:58 am PST #7389 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
That's kind of been the rule for a long time. Despite what drunken frat boys shout.
msbelle - Feb 09, 2010 11:21:41 am PST #7390 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
does anyone own a Versa?
tommyrot - Feb 09, 2010 11:28:58 am PST #7391 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Teppy, come to Chicago!
Gettin' busy in a giant sandwich: A guide to Chicagoland's bizarrely themed love hotels
Your fantasy: Batman and Robin, cops/criminal role-play, cat costumes
Ideal hotel: The “Gotham City” room at Gurnee's Hollywood Inn And Suites (3740 Grand Ave., Gurnee, 847-623-7777).
Amenities: A '60s-style Batmobile Jacuzzi, complete with headlights, plus a 360-degree airbrushed mural of Gotham. Other than a crafty butler, what more do you need?
How it fits into a perfect date: Pick up a little source material from Libertyville's Dreamland Comics, or, in season, check out Batman: The Ride or The Dark Knight Coaster at Six Flags Great America, just blocks away from the hotel. Or if you absolutely don't want to leave the Lovecave, just watch The Dark Knight again—as if you really need an excuse. The hotel also boasts an Area 51 room, in case donning a cape doesn't help you get your boy wonder up.
§ ita § - Feb 09, 2010 11:29:37 am PST #7392 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
The one Mardi Gras I attended I got bags and bags of beads (many parades over many days) and didn't show any flesh at all. I'm both flabbergasted and not that the myth persists and is perpetuated by the media.
I scored a Zulu coconut, nothing extracurricular required.
Stopped by TJ's yesterday. Am trying the rosemary chicken and wild rice for lunch today. So far, so tasty.