Lots of pics...

[gingerelanor]

Hm... last time I used a cut, I don't think anyone noticed that I'd posted... but then again, there are lots of pics, so I will.

This morning I've been researching vintage cocktails.  Dammit, I now want some of these fabulous posters from http://www.allposters.com/

Comments

[geminiwench]

I like your nicknames for people, I do that to.. and I think I should use them more often.

You've inspired me.

[gingerelanor]

Go for it. I had some strange notion that people might not like their names on here. But then again, there is no way in hell that Old Switchboard Lady will ever see this, and if anyone who knows her sees it she's totally recognisable, as are all my other "code names", so there's really no point...

I'm still carrying on though.

[geminiwench]

Mine are really recognizable too.. as well as for many, Ive gotten into the habit of adding their names to it.

So there are people like:
Potato-Head Joe
Crazy Diana Who Eats In The Bathroom
Crazy Bitch Diana
Midgets on Fire Dan
Ninja Angst Dan

etc

Then there are the basic generic names
Hot Sword Fighting Man
The Hot Man
Hot Persian Guy
Guy In The Purple Cloak
Black Gangster Dude with One Arm
That Guy Who Dresses Like Santa
The Chick With The Cat Ears
Coffee Lesbian

etc etc etc

[gingerelanor]

Hehe. Are these real people that really exist? Do you attract strange people, or are all people over your side of the world that odd?

[geminiwench]

I attract strange people. Ask anyone.

If there is a crazy person... they will walk up to me and try to start a conversation... not with anyone else around.. just me.

Story:
In highschool I had 1/2 year of choir, in my class was this weird guy who was boarderline retarded.. and he was CRAZY and very creepy. 5 years after highschool, I am hanging out with my friend. My friend WORKED with this guy for 40 hrs/wk for 2 years.

When we see this guy on the street and he sees us.. who does he immediately try to talk to? The girl who he had a class with 5 years ago or a girl he worked with for 2 years?

Me.

That is my life.

Plus we DO have many strange and uh.. "independant" spirits this side of the pond.