I went to ASL class tonight--there's a guy teaching a free class every Wednesday at the Cuff (the leather bar I also country dance at). So much fun--I'm not good at remembering most of it, and should practice, but whee! When at a gay leather bar, you learn signs like "cum" and "queer" and "FAAAAABULOUS!"
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
How do you put the emphasis in ASL into FAAAAAAABULOUS?
Bigger gestures, campy face!
meara, you've seen the vid of the chick signing along to Ce Lo Green's "Fuck You" haven't you?
Yes, I've seen a bunch of signing vids, they're fun!
Bartleby _hated_ clothes. He tolerated his bow tie but his cold weather garments were a Geneva Convention infraction, to his way of thinking.
Ha. Oh hells yes. Both of those costumes were worn for just as long as it took to take pictures. Actually functional clothing has been a complete no go.
I remember putting a little baseball cap on him once...the kind with elastic to keep it on over a dog's ears.
Those were the cutest 4 seconds in the history of everything...before that hat flew across the room.
When I put his jacket on...which I never did if the temp was above 20, he'd rush out into the yard. leap into the air, do a half twist and land on his back, grinding like a dervish to get it off.
If I didn't put one on, he shook! He never understood that connection.
If I didn't put one on, he shook! He never understood that connection.
Clearly you weren't getting the connection that the only proper location for a cold doggie is in the arms of his or her person. Shadow has a perfect, heart-rending deathsqueak when I throw back the covers in the morning and let the horrid cold air reach his delicate self.
Shadow has a perfect, heart-rending deathsqueak when I throw back the covers in the morning and let the horrid cold air reach his delicate self.
Aww!
Bboy never let me put covers over him, for some reason. He lurved curling up like a donut in his bed though.
Go you with the Alpha-ing! I'm certain the dog is much happier.
Well, at least until his neutering, which might dim the joy down for a bit.