moving right along, like kermit and fozzie and shit.
Thanks peeps. ILU.
1. 251 minutes…is how long it took before I could get the Big Pour tix, but we are officially set! Holy flirking schnit, those beer fans are a determined set. The website was totally locked up, and the phone number was busy from 10am to noon. Yes, I was manically trying both nonstop. I'm so glad I didn't have any pesky meetings getting in the way of my attempts! :)
After lunch the phone number had been disconnected and the phone company was looking into the issue--the beer fans blew it up! But I finally broke through on the website and have a printed confirmation. We got tix for the late (5-8pm) session...boo yeah.
Beer on,
emquilxy
BOO YAH!
2. amand_r: We should sing show tunes when we go to lawsontl's!
lionessvalenti: We can be divas. Like John Barrowman. Except with vaginas.
amand_r: best. line ever.
3.
Blue-Blue: well, i need to come up w/ some haikus
Amand-r: I. FUCKING. LOVE. HAIKU.
Blue-Blue: i don't have a single one written yet.
Blue-Blue: :D okay for haikus. do you think i should do "jack writes cracky haikus re: ianto" -- they have to be about ianto
Amand-r: or?
Blue-Blue: i don't know. but they have to be about ianto
Amand-r: I think you should do a conversation in haiku.
Blue-Blue: sweet
Amand-r: Jack:
"I saw you down there
your pert ass in that cute suit
get me some coffee."
Blue-Blue: snerk
Amand-r: Ianto:
"It's not the cute suit
Sir, are your hands painted on?
We're out of sugar."
Blue-Blue: you obviously are better at haiku than myself
Amand-r: LOL. I love haiku. I have a degree in poetry and literature. It's my bread and butter.
Blue-Blue: and i do not! so makes sense
Amand-r: aaaahahaha it is the only time I use my degree! Those two haiku cost me 22,000 bucks!
3.
4.
So this winter, you might remember that we were feeding a stray pet rabbit. We bought fucking rabbit food and made him a little shelter and in general acted like simpering pussies over a fluffy, cuddly, tiny, adorable BUNNICULA LOOKING MUTHERFUCKER. Every morning, my mother would bring him a big old bowl of rabbit chow, and toss the damp remnants of yesterday's feast in the grass out front.
We have tried, over the years, to grow pumpkins and watermelons. They just never took. So LO AND BEHOLD THE VINES:
It has a fruit-thing on it, but there is debate as to what it is:
WTF IS THIS? Dad says it's a watermelon. Mum says it's a pumpkin. I say it's a fucking miracle it's growing at all.
Poll WTF IS THIS?
ADDITIONALLY, WHILE YOU'RE HERE:
DON'T PUT FRESCA CANS IN THE FREEZER. THIS WAS TOTES NOT MY FAULT. I DIDN'T DO IT. IT WASN'T EVEN MY HOUSE.
THE ASIAN TERROR OF INDIA. From the circus. WTF? ASIAN TERROR? LE SIGH.
1. 251 minutes…is how long it took before I could get the Big Pour tix, but we are officially set! Holy flirking schnit, those beer fans are a determined set. The website was totally locked up, and the phone number was busy from 10am to noon. Yes, I was manically trying both nonstop. I'm so glad I didn't have any pesky meetings getting in the way of my attempts! :)
After lunch the phone number had been disconnected and the phone company was looking into the issue--the beer fans blew it up! But I finally broke through on the website and have a printed confirmation. We got tix for the late (5-8pm) session...boo yeah.
Beer on,
emquilxy
BOO YAH!
2. amand_r: We should sing show tunes when we go to lawsontl's!
lionessvalenti: We can be divas. Like John Barrowman. Except with vaginas.
amand_r: best. line ever.
3.
Blue-Blue: well, i need to come up w/ some haikus
Amand-r: I. FUCKING. LOVE. HAIKU.
Blue-Blue: i don't have a single one written yet.
Blue-Blue: :D okay for haikus. do you think i should do "jack writes cracky haikus re: ianto" -- they have to be about ianto
Amand-r: or?
Blue-Blue: i don't know. but they have to be about ianto
Amand-r: I think you should do a conversation in haiku.
Blue-Blue: sweet
Amand-r: Jack:
"I saw you down there
your pert ass in that cute suit
get me some coffee."
Blue-Blue: snerk
Amand-r: Ianto:
"It's not the cute suit
Sir, are your hands painted on?
We're out of sugar."
Blue-Blue: you obviously are better at haiku than myself
Amand-r: LOL. I love haiku. I have a degree in poetry and literature. It's my bread and butter.
Blue-Blue: and i do not! so makes sense
Amand-r: aaaahahaha it is the only time I use my degree! Those two haiku cost me 22,000 bucks!
3.
4.
So this winter, you might remember that we were feeding a stray pet rabbit. We bought fucking rabbit food and made him a little shelter and in general acted like simpering pussies over a fluffy, cuddly, tiny, adorable BUNNICULA LOOKING MUTHERFUCKER. Every morning, my mother would bring him a big old bowl of rabbit chow, and toss the damp remnants of yesterday's feast in the grass out front.
We have tried, over the years, to grow pumpkins and watermelons. They just never took. So LO AND BEHOLD THE VINES:
It has a fruit-thing on it, but there is debate as to what it is:
WTF IS THIS? Dad says it's a watermelon. Mum says it's a pumpkin. I say it's a fucking miracle it's growing at all.
Poll WTF IS THIS?
ADDITIONALLY, WHILE YOU'RE HERE:
DON'T PUT FRESCA CANS IN THE FREEZER. THIS WAS TOTES NOT MY FAULT. I DIDN'T DO IT. IT WASN'T EVEN MY HOUSE.
THE ASIAN TERROR OF INDIA. From the circus. WTF? ASIAN TERROR? LE SIGH.