Are you drunk, or am I?
And no, I am not naked in this picture. Be glad about that.
Katy Barzedor proclaimed this to be so at 10:03 PM
Friday, April 22, 2005
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- Snickers' next-favorite person
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20 of you felt the overwhelming need to say somethin':
Busy tonight with the camera I see.
Squirl, you get my email?
And yeah, I've gone photo-post happy today!
Are you SURE your not naked?
I just checked my e-mail. I'll have to go back and re-read when I'm not so tired and a little drunk. Thanks!!!
Great White, you're always trying, aren't you? :-)
You can be naked in that photo if I want you to be.
Bear, Nilbo...if it means that much to you, go ahead and think I'm naked in this picture.
And Nilbo, for all you know, there's a rolling pin involved here.
Spoonie, the one you got was no accident.
This post has nothing to do with anything, but I wanted to make the following observation.
MICHIGAN IS F-ED UP!!
I just returned from a 2-day stint in Georgia where: it was 80 degrees and beautiful, they had no classical station in Macon (but one in Atlanta, so that mitigated my pain somewhat) and the best sweet tea and side dish of coleslaw I have EVER HAD. EVER.
And then I come back here to rain, 30 degree weather, and SNOW ADVISORY.
This is so wrong, so terribly, terrible, wrong.
Weather be sucking here in the KY too, but no snow. YEAH to the no snow.
*goes to search inbox for nudie pix*
Having woken up Wednesday to two inches of snow, I am decidedly unsympathetic to anyone whining about their weather. I live in Canada, where for eight months of the damn year you have to chip the dog off the fire hydrant. But that's OK. Summer's coming. I understand it's on a Tuesday this year.
And now I have a rolling pin stuck in my head. Only fair, since in the picture, it's stuck somewhere else ...
Who's the boss? Tony Danza?
I don't think so.
YOU'RE THE BOSS!
nilbo, I'm waayyyyy to wimpy live with weather like that, seriously I'd just like lean over and whine to death. Offical Bloggy saluuuuute to ya!
(plus my nose would run, ewww)
It's on the Internet, so it must be true: Yes, you heard it here first, I'M THE BOSS!
Nilbo, if it makes you feel any better, I just spent a considerable amount of time shaking my lilac bush. Now, I'm sure you think that sounds like fun, but in fact I was shakin' the snow off 'em so the branches didn't snap off. Every snow we had this winter was light and fluffy, but not this fresh wet motherfucker. Mother Nature is a bitch, a frigid bitch.
Kitty...you're starting to hallucinate, girl. Take a deep breath. Fresh batteries, yon Kitty, fresh batteries.
Lilacs!
My absolute favourite flower in the whole wide world. Promise you will take a picture of them when they come out, Bucky.
Okay greatwhitebear, commence with the comments about Bucky posting pictures of her flower now.
Well, I am pretty sure I am drunk. Are you drunk too?
Mimosas. 4 hour brunch. Whooo.
I keep coming to see what's new, Boss Bucky. Are you watching leper porn and playing naked drunken mirror games? That's fine for you, but what about the rest of us? OK, I'll try that for a while, too.
Amy, I got some pictures this morning before I shook the bush. Yeah, I said it. Anyway, I'll have to post some of those. I'm tryin' to photograph it at all stages this year, but wasn't countin' on the snow-covered buds stage.
La Pix - I'm not drunk right now, but maybe in the picture. If you're drunk, however, I urge you to keep your own camera handy.
Susie - heh heh, how's the leper porn for you?
Oh, Susie - Jim says that leper porn movie we were discussing at Squirl's place, Cumming Apart at the Seams, has a famous theme song: Pick Up the Pieces by AWB.
What?
No, it's a much older movie. The theme song is "I Fall to Pieces." Patsy.
" ... I just spent a considerable amount of time shaking my lilac bush." You kids today and your euphemisms ...
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