It's been a while since Simon Skinner has walked in from Sandford. Today is no different: he walks in from where he's usually walked in from as of late. Chicago. Also typical is the pastry that's been shoved in his mouth, and the sketch pad he's carrying underneath his arm. Funny how he's traded one routine life (albeit, with murderings in) for ( Read more... )

Chicago 2005: Domestic duels.

Warning for unfavorable mun opinion of a classic movie.

Simon Skinner has been coming in from Chicago a lot* as of late. Today is no different. He has a delectable looking pastry shoved in his mouth and a large sketch pad held under his arm. This (the sketch-pad) he places on a table, which ought to announce to any chair seekers that this spot is his, dangit. After a few attempts to communicate to bar ( Read more... )

Dennis doesn't spot the notice, when he first arrives in Milliways tonight. It's not til he wanders Bar-wards that he spots the cardboard sign, and his face takes on a decided greenish tinge. His attention goes from the sign to the large board filled with innumerable names and types of currency. Dennis squints at the small type, getting up on ( Read more... )

[ oom: Simon Skinner, batter-stirrer extraordinaire. Except not. ]

[ OOM: An art student makes observant observations about Simon Skinner. ]

See Simon.

See Simon read.

Read, Simon, read.

[ ooc: break, you say? yes, that still applies. ish. even though i plan to participate in mardi gras tomorrow. but it still applies because boy howdy, i promise you, i am going to be slow, really slow, like molasses, like a slug, like...a really slow thing. ]

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[ Not another Skinner OOM: Absence does not always make the heart grow fonder. ]

[ OOM: January 20, 2005. Or: Simon Skinner's thoughts on politics. ]