junkyardangel

I love to read your journals - they are just full of your passion for the bunnies!!!

Did you talk with your local media stations?
They love this type of stories. I think you are good PR doing this.

I'm with you on every single point there. Showers = what your older female relatives throw for the bride b/c that's how you party late in life. Stag/hen parties = an excuse to go out and have a night on the town, with your friends giving you shit for becoming an adult. (NOT, as you say, for any last BJs or lapdances.) Whatever deal you've arranged with your spouse to be should be adequate for your needs. Beyond that, why the hell are you getting hitched? Right?

I'm sorry, I just get into bitching mode so quickly on the subject of weddings. I'm actually a romantic at heart, and love the idea of getting married. It's just that the way everyone I know get's it done is so horribly unappealing to me that I can't figure out what about it the gays want for themselves.

(a joke, btw. I think all humans should have the right to waste a ton of money and inconvenience their friends and loved ones for a full year and come away with nice china and cutlery.)

Is the drone, drink, derringer thing a quote? If not, you should write for hollywood. That has a lovely swingin' feel to it. Everything OK?

I'm a multitasking all propose producer-filmmaker-post producer ... and I have time for chill out too.

Did you try the Xbox controllers on vib mode?...

Proud to say, of all the wierd things I've eaten, bunny is not one of 'em.

But I was traumatized by Watership Down as a child.

" when they catch you , they will kill you "

* shiver * still scared of bunnies

Yeah, Fry's right: the original is by Leonard Cohen, from the album Various Positions. (an uneven album, but also contains the beautiful If It Be Your Will.)

As for the question of the day: I'd be some random Native American dude from right around here, so I could see what my hometown looked like when it was a full grown deciduous forest before us whiteys came and chopped it all down... I'm fascinated by old growth trees.

Actually, I'll modify that: I'd be some Native American chick, so I could kill two birds with one stone: I'd see the trees and play with my boobs for a day.

Merriweather Lewis or Wiliam Clark. Just to have undertaken and experienced what they did. To have seen everything they way it was before "manifest destiny" and the westward sprawl.

That must be awful for them though! I'm going to start a Help the Uberwine Snobs campain. Imagine not being able to enjoy wine? The suffering those poor people inflict upon themselves for all of our benefit, their sacrifce can not continue to go unnoticed!

Of course there'll be drinks. I'm no quitter.

Contrived...maybe the wrong word. Here's the deal. And you have to understand I ate, darnk and breathed all things German for several years. At the risk of sweping generalities, ehre's my take: I love and respect them for a lot of things, but one thing they are not, for the most part (and its my heritage too, along with Swedish) is overly soulful. They/we are great at practicing and analyzing and engineering things. A Porsche is a beautiful thing. But aren't especially good, at effortless, natural soulfulness. We want to study it and take it apart and try and quantify it instead of letting it just flow....

So, that's my thing. But regardless, if you dig 'em, that's cool and that's all that matters.

As far as Rammstein goes...yea...same deal...German metal. Seems such an overly obvious thing. Expected. No surprises. I suppose it is their best, most natural form of expression... completely true and authentic...but somethng doesn't work for me and the problem is probably just that I'm an old fart now...!!!

Ages ago, yes. I think I read Skinny Legs and All and Still LIfe With Woodpecker, if those are in fact books of his. I remember liking them. Does he comment on nipples a lot?

Thanks for the recommendation! It was high school when I read those, so it'd be fun to revisit old Mr. Robbins.
Glad to hear your ladies are well. Mine are small and one has a ring through it. The other one is jealous. I'm not as busty, but I suspect I have more chest hair than you.

How did the shopping trip go?

My whole head issue stems from the fact that the photos I post are more then likely downloaded and I just don't want them popping up somewhere where a potential new client or someone that knows me will see it. Thus the bag theory. It's more of a joke... but who knows I'm creative enough to actually do something with the idea.

No I've not found the butterfly link. I'll try looking again.

No rougue at all...he just tastes better....

And...that is not at all sounding like what I meant to say....

and we'd talk about the same thing we talk about every night. . .

I'm completely in your camp. SG sets of late have been so flat, so lifeless. I can't appreciate them, or (mmmph... use them, wink wink, nudge nudge.) Seems to me the photogs from the Lands End catalogue got in here somehow.

Anyways, thanks for your encouraging words as to my new healthy lifestyle. I"m working hard at it, still struggling, but I'm sure I'm on the right track. Why does sin have to be so incredibly fun? I miss my nicotine and booze so much, but I'm happy to be ridding myself of them.

I told you I'd tell you... check your friends' thread!!! Excitement...

are you alive in 2007???

That pic should have been on the flag of post-Soviet Russia.

haha I knew it! those lovebirds. ewww... Yeltsin in a speedo. Equally horrific might be the Cheney in a speedo.