So that’s where those feathers came from!
Canine Servant, check your skates. I think I have one of yours and you have one of mine.
Catboxes are cleaned, a necklace strung and the junk cleared off the dining room table. I’ve been productive today!
Howdy Y’all! Da cave is all spiffed and I’m all washed and fed. I’ve got a sinus headache though. I think soon I will doctor myself, crawl into bed and watch tv til I fall asleep. Tomorrow is brewry time after all! I’m in “training” this week. I’m not sure what that means exactly but we shall find out bright and early tomorrow mornin’!
Nite Y’all!
Bobbio, we have seen pictures and are confident that the flirting would be returned, however platonically.
Is it any wonder that I had forgotten about many of the details? Clearly, my delicate sensibilities were trampled upon. 
Feathers! Shrubberies! Goosing! Chocolate in the bra! Missing swim trunks! Confused skates!! Simply shocking!
Went out to Kohl’s for a while. Found a new backpack for Chicago. And some pants. And (of course) some earrings.
I’m putting stuff away and collecting recycling and otherwise generally vegging.
Dinner so far has been crackers and cheese. I’m considering a peach.
It occurs to me that I have neither fruit nor veggies for lunch tomorrow. I think I have stuff for a salad (I usually just bring carrots or green pepper as veggies).
Kinda feel like another nap.
GT
I HAVE FINALLY FINISHED GLAZING!!! <flinging confetti with wild and reckless abandon>
Tomorrow, I’ll put a coat of kiln wash on the shelves, then load the kiln and set it off. And when we get back from the hospital on Weds, I’ll be able to unload and photograph the batch. And that gives me Thurs and Fri to price and pack. And if all goes well, on Saturday, I’ll sell it all. Or at least a bunch.
Papa John made supper. And tomorrow’s lunch. So that’s good. And now I’m done for the night.
Happy Birthday, Puggy!
(I thought it was a pretend birthday, so I’m a little late here.)
You really should try harder to keep up! 
Bound and gagged, huh? Sounds kinky! I didn’t know you were that kinda guy. 
Cite with pics please.
swampy, I think those pink flamingos really added a touch of class, don’t you?
gt, you and Puggy throw one heck of a party!! I had no idea how everyone here behaves at a party. Shocking is right! 
Who, me? I didn’t throw it, I just talked about it. And attended. swampy and ACBG helped with a lot of the planning, of course.
Watching You’ve Got Mail with commentary. Fun to listen to.
GT
With or without tube sock?
I’ll never tell…
FCM–I was just messin’ with you! I had fun at the party, and have the pics to prove it! <evil laugh>
I did yard work for 3 hours today. My sunscreen, despite being the sport/waterproof type sweated off quickly (even with muliple apps), as did my bug spray. My vitiligo is now burned. I HURT. Vitiligo is where I have no melanin, so there will be no tan–just burn until it heals. Unfortunately, every burn makes me an even higher risk for skin CA (lovely)…will not think about that.
Nash-sounds good.
gt–I likee that lady’s Green man plaques. I want one!
Anyhoo, I have to go read 80+ pages on how to catalog stuff. Envy me!
Kitchen cleaned, bathroom measured and now making cornbread and heating up leftover chili for dinner.
New kitty all tuckered out and sleeping. I will try to post pics from work tomorrow
**Happy late birthday, Puggy! ** Sounds like a fun party. 
I spent the day with my mom, daughter and a young guest from out of town traipsing around Little Tokyo, buying parasols and ice cream, and sneaking into the New Otani hotel’s Japanese garden. We took a couple of pictures and left, because my mom was paranoid about getting kicked out. We were complete wrecks by the end of the day on account of the heat, and we never did find the doll my daughter wanted, but at least it was better than sitting around the non-air-conditioned house, and our friend saw a part of L.A. she didn’t even know existed. Now I am finally caffeinating as I type (thank you, Mitsuwa market, for your plentiful supply of UCC coffee) while the Princess watches cartoons and pretends school isn’t starting in two days.
Home from work. We closed at 6, got out at 7:30(Yes, people are messier than at the pool party). More work tomorrow.
SCL, I have a figure skate, and a purple flip flop, which is yours?
bswampy**, I had to try. I lost a drinking game with Haze.
Also, will the owner of a leopard print thong please remove it from my dog.
I think I’d like to see that with the tube sock. It would be a [del]freak[/del] feat of nature to see you swimming with a tube sock. . . on any appendage.
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rigs**, sorry to hear about the burns. Sounds ouchie.
doggio, if someone comes to claim that leopard print thong, could you announce who it is, please? I’d like to know who wore that to the party!
Another day gone much too fast! But it turned out to be an unexpectedly nice holiday. Hooray for nice surprises! But now I’m tuckered out, so it’s off to bed.
Good night and good morning, everyone!
Explain to me why I am still extremely awake. Why?
Ooooh, yes, I want to know who owns the thong too.
GT
Ummmm, that would be me! Sorry - swampy did mention my string bikini up-thread, but I was trying to let that one slip on by! What with the streakers and LOUNE in a sexy tube sock, I was hoping nobody would remember my risque swimming attire! ::blushes:: I have to say though that it was a great party, and if someone grabbed my blue and gold melamine party platter by mistake (along with the leftover cheese samosas), could you please send it back - it’s part of a set! I am willing to trade it for a stick-on rainbow-coloured handlebar moustache and a men’s size 10 hockey skate that Noor has been idly chewing on for the last day!
Nothing else to report from this corner of the Old World - still steenking hawt here. Last year it was late October/early November before the overnight minimums dropped below 30[sup]o[/sup]C (about 85[sup]o[/sup]F, I think), although the daytime maximums usually drop to the mid-thirties (Celsius) by late September.
HRH is refusing to have a morning nap - she has been awake since 5:30am (about 2.5 hours now) and is just quietly playing in her cot, so no complaints from me. She will drop off soon enough. She is fighting off another sore throat, along with the teething complaint. When she laughs or babbles, she has this raspy, jazz-singer type tone to her voice.
Oh well, off to wash those bottles and prepare some breakfasty-type food. This morning, I am thinking of Bahraini flatbread smeared with cream cheese and turkey bacon, folded into quarters and lightly fried until warm and smooshy! YUM!
Oh Roo, your song this morning (stuck in my head since last Friday):
[Tom Jones]I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window
I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind
She was my woman
As she deceived me I watched and went out of my mind
My, my, my, delilah
Why, why, why, delilah …[/Tom Jones]
Rigs… I won’t tell, either.
Incidentally, I may or may not know to whom the Leopard Thong belongs. I also may or may not know how it happened to come off and get lost…
**Roo **-- I have to admit it when I’m wrong. You’re nor “pretty” good, you’re **very **good. And you know what needs to happen for your rating to go to “excellent”
Well, at least the camera is catching some action…
::yawn:: Morning, everybody! Where’s the coffee fairy with my cup? Oh, so I have to get it myself now? ::grumble, grumble::
(Night, Roo. Sweet dreams… I’m sure…)
Off to work. Y’all keep the party going!
Ooh, all the party hardy people are here early tonight. I’m still awake!
gt, you’re awake to hear the conclusion of the case of the missing thong. Now that you know, you can sleep soundly. Have a good one! And sweet dreams!
Dotty, wow. ::shock:: I had no idea. I thought the whole no flirting, no smooching thing meant that you were. . . er, conservative. But this whole thong thing puts a whole new light on that. . . a bright leopard skin light.
Thanks for the song. I was trying to think of one for you earlier. I came up with one but decided against it since it was pretty obscure. I’ll try another.
Danger Zone
[Kenny Loggins]Revvin’ up your engine
Listen to her howlin’ roar
Metal under tension
Beggin’ you to touch and go
Highway to the Danger Zone
Ride into the Danger Zone
Headin’ into twilight
Spreadin’ out her wings tonight
She got you jumpin’ off the track
And shovin’ into overdrive
Highway to the Danger Zone
I’ll take you
Right into the Danger Zone[/Kenny Loggins]
Have a great day! Stay cool!
Well, now that’s pretty cryptic. Wanna 'splain please? Maybe after you drink your coffee and wake up from your stupor.
But in any event, I’ll take the boost in ratings. Thanks.
You have a great day also.
No kidding. Surgery on my right hand means no sex for 2 weeks.
As long as I’m cryptic, there’s a chance the others will think I’m ranking you for… you know.
As for waking up from my stupor – why would I want to? It was so much fun being in a position to plausibly deny responsibility for my actions, later…
And I don’t think that thong is Dotty’s… I think I dragged it along by mistake when I joined you two in the shrubbery :o
OK, now… why should not having use of one’s **right hand **forestall having sex? :dubious:
(Seriously – good luck with the surgery. Get through it well, mend fast!)
doggio, just to confirm, is this the thong your dog has? WARNING - link probably NSFW. If so, yeah, it’s definitely mine (Nooner, if you’d like to imagine that’s me, go ahead - it won’t be me you’re mentally undressing!). 
Rigs, ouchie on the sunburn!
Ohhh, and since I forgot earlier this morning:
Happy Birthday Puggy!!!
Still haven’t washed those darn bottles yet! Better get on with it (who stole the pronouns???).
Oh… so… wait, maybe ::holds up frilly, skimpy black bra; squints:: this? No, this is definitely Roo’s… So where are [del]Rigs’[/del] (::Oops! :eek::: ) those panties? I know I grabbed them at some point…
You’re calling me mental? :dubious:
And don’t worry – I’d never confuse you with that picture; you’re way hotter! 