Phaedrus

Guys.... you need to take your Christmas Tree down. Twelfth Night was last week.

Vintage of the day...

Congratulations, Silverado!

I can't think of a Vampire-related song off the top of my head that we haven't already had. So... poetry. Vampire Sestina - Neil Gaiman I wait here at the boundaries of dream, All shadow-wrapped. The dark air tastes of night, So cold and crisp, and I wait for my love. The moon has bleached the color from her stone. She'll come, and then we'll stalk this pretty world Alive to darkness and the tang of blood. It is a lonely game, the quest for blood. But still, a body's got the right to dream And I'd not give it up for all the world. The moon has leeched the darkness from the night. I stand in the shadows, staring at her stone: Undead, my lover... O, undead my love? I dreamt you while I slept today and love Meant more to me than life - meant more than blood. The sunlight sought me, deep beneath my stone, More dead than my corpse but still a-dream Until I woke as vapor into the night And sunset forced me out into the world. For many centuries I've walked the world Dispensing something that resembled love - A stolen kiss, then back into the night Contented by the life and by the blood. And come the morning I was just a dream, Cold body chilling underneath a stone. I said I would not hurt you. Am I stone To leave you prey to time and to the world? I offered you a truth beyond your dreams While all you had to offer was your love. I told you not to worry and that blood Tastes sweeter on the wing and late at night. Sometimes my lovers rise to walk the night... Sometimes they lie, cold corpse beneath the stone, And never know the joys of bed and blood, Of walking through the shadows of the world; Instead they rot to maggots. O my love They whispered you had risen, in my dream. I've waited by your stone for half the night But you won't leave your dream to hunt for blood. Good night, my love. I offered you the world.

RG, you're causing trouble. This cannot be tolerated. Expect a knock on the door in... hold on.... NOW. You see? I'm really part of a conspiracy run by Jehovah's Witnesses :)

I have nothing useful to contribute to The Great Tebow Debate... so here is something useless. If he were a beer, he'd be...

Congratulations, Lee! Keep it up!

Because Unix is an operating system, and they don't want to look like a bunch of nerds? :) Looks like that's an edited version of their name - at least, that's what I got from slurp's post above.

Impossible. Skyrim is fundamentally antisocial.

Bumpkinses, my precious? We likes bumpkinses. Yesssssss....

See your lithium, and raise you... more lithium :) Evanescence - Lithium

Maybe, but I'm sure they - or any others - will contact the OP if they're interested. DoubleN, one thing to say - AFAIK a lot of ladies aren't keen on bachelor parties because of the potential for things to get out of control; this is often made harder by the fact that the person organizing the event probably doesn't personally know everyone who'll be there. I don't mean to imply anything about your friends, of course, but there are some unpleasant people out there, and the ladies have to be careful and ensure their own security is looked after, and ensure that sufficient safeguards are in place to guarantee their own well-being. Also - Tremblant would be a fair bit of travelling, so as poolasaurus said, expect to cover expenses. That may include hotel rooms if you want them in the evening and it'll be too late to travel home the same day. Good luck!

This really reminds me of Terry Gilliam's animations, for some reason. And now... ladies, you should all make one of these and leave it somewhere in your incall. Just to see what happens. And then come back and tell us the stories :)

Indeed... I'm also glad we tend to stay away from the squee-stuff.

So did I, but I didn't appreciate just how far it went!

Ahem. Also guilty. Could I have my life back, please? Please? No? Okay, forget I asked....

"My Way" was, of course, written by Paul Anka. Here he is, covering something written by someone else... Paul Anka - Smells Like Teen Spirit

Saw this. Thought it was interesting. Voila!

Yup. Entirely innocent. Sam Fox was a Page 3 girl. Another wannabe page 3 girl, who didn't make the cut at the time, was Geri Halliwell... although funnily enough, her trial pics did get out after she became famous. Here she is, butchering a classic (don't I sound like an old fart?): Geri Halliwell - These Boots Are Made For Walkin'

Area Code 615 - Stone Fox Chase http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hYph_LGY6YE What's the connection? arejayell's last was a vid of David Bowie performing on The Old Grey Whistle Test; this is the theme to that show.

If you heard about somewhere here, there's a good bet that the happy endings will be happening :) But yes, I'd hate to have to walk into a MP wanting that without knowing if it was offered...