Phaedrus

I like RG because he was recently kind enough to let me "borrow" his wife for a bit. Thanks, RG!

Well, not one of mine, fortunately, but since we have a thread on it... Back in my school days, I had a few friends who were medical students. One of them came back from the hospital one day and told us of a guy who had come in with... er... broken erectile tissue in his manhood. Apparently there's really only one way to do this, which is to be doing it up against a wall (or in a similarly precarious position) and to drop the lady mid-coitus. Ouch. Of course, that's not funny. The funny bit was the guy's excuse: if he was to be believed, he sustained the injury by falling off a ladder while painting the ceiling. Exactly why he had a hard-on while painting the ceiling in the nude was, alas, never explained....

My understanding is that the current decisions in the Bedford case are based on the current law, which is that prostitution itself is legal, and that if this were to change then people involved wouldn't be able to challenge the laws around it in the way that they have. And so yes, if the Government loses in the Supreme Court, they --could-- make the whole thing irrelevant. While I'm sure they'd like to, the question is: are they prepared to have that fight? Are they prepared to expend political capital on something that would undoubtedly be popular with their core electorate, but perhaps rather less so with the more centrist voters that any party needs to do well in elections? We'll find out when the time comes, I guess.

I like RG because he's a very talented pianist!

You can see clearly, can you? Iron Maiden - The Clairvoyant (which they played at Bluesfest. It was awesome.)

Well, we've had Ramsbottom, so... Ramsgate. Also, inevitably, in England.

Okay... it looks like the BDSM/fetish section was completely the wrong place for this question. It's obviously gone completely mainstream.

Since it's that time... click to enlarge, as always.

I also don't particularly care about the ceremonies. What I --love-- about the Olympics is the chance to see so many sports that you never, ever get to see at any other time. Don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with hockey or football or soccer or baseball or basketball. But seeing fencing and weightlifting and archery and handball and rowing and... far too many others to mention is a wonderful change from the usual fare.

No, no, no. That's not ninja poop. That's ghost poop. Ninja poop is the one that suddenly ambushes you when you're least expecting it. Back to the subject of the thread... good friends + good food + good beer. What more do you want?

+1 on curry. I don't care about yoghurt, coconut milk or neither - I love them all... but I do need it to be --hot--. If I'm not humming Johnny Cash to myself the next morning, it wasn't a proper curry :)

Then they're not legit. It's that simple. Is the Nichole you're talking about the one discussed in this thread?

There's nothing morbid about paying tribute to those who left us too soon. Janis Joplin - Me and Bobby McGee

It may not be your birthday here yet, but it is in most of the rest of the world :) Although I should warn you... you may think you have defeated time, but time will get up off the canvas and smack you one when you're least expecting it. Trust us old folks on this one. Don't get cocky :)

Something stinky - er, mature - from Quebec, but I can't remember the name and I can't be bothered to find the wrapper now. And yes, I have crackers. And an apple. Extravagant, huh?

Cheese! Lots of cheese. I know it's not glamorous, but I really feel like cheese.