Just so y’all know, I’ve met this little sister of FCMom, and I have absolutely no doubt that she’ll drop trou for Mick and Keith…
VBob - she told me she was planning to wear a baggy pair of pants that night…
I’ll send her your lust. 
I have a good Mick Jagger story but alas, it does not concern buttocks. Waaay back in the day, perhaps circa…1983, I was doing pick-ups for a job. We had to stop by CBS Records on West 52nd Street. ( yes, that’s why the Billy Joel album is called “52 St.” ) My pal hangs out at the van, I head up. I’m cooling my heels in a waiting area upstairs somewhere, reading a magazine and admiring the gold records. A short man with huge hair walks in brisquely and approaches the receptionist. He’s dressed very conservatively in a serious suit, and has a fine leather briefcase with him. He speaks very quietly to the young lady, turns and walks to look at the gold records. He looks over at me briefly, as I’m the only other person in the waiting area, gives me a nod and a smile and returns to looking at the decor. I nod back and go back to my magazine. A moment later, she calls to him and tells him that Mr. So and So will see him now, and walks him into the hallway.
She then returns to her desk, picks up her phone and proceeds to scream the same hysterical speech to anyone she can get on the phone. To wit:
Cracked me right the hell up. It’s a record company, sweetie. Who do you THINK comes in to visit with execs? Meanwhile, my pal keeping the van warm, turns out he’s been friends with Mick and Jerry since his days as the owner of a roller disco club in the mid 70’s. I go down, all hot with a tasty funny story and he beats me to it.
Pal: Guess who I ran into? Mick and Jerry, it was so sweet to see her again, I hadn’t talked to her in what? A few years? She looks wonderful, and he’s busy on a new project.
Me: oh…oh.
Listen, FCM, perhaps my comments regarding your sister’s buttocks should not be repeated to her ? I mean, when The Perfect Child is wed and I come down to shoot the video, I’m gonna have to MEET this sister and the embarassment would be more than m delicate sensibilities could handle. You know what they say- What Happens On The Dope Stays On The Dope.
'Toons, you obviously don’t know my sister - she who dances on the bar in the bar where she works - “embarrassed” is not a word she knows. Just ask VBob - he’ll tell you how shy she is… :eek:
OK - MMP is standing by for tomorrow. Now I just need to remember to post it. If nothing is up by 7AM Eastern time, I probably forgot and someone else needs to step up to the plate. But I’ll really try to remember…
She’s not single.
Bummer. Did you ask her out or did the subject just come up?
GT
Oh, I asked her. I must’ve been reading her behavior incorrectly.
That’s the way it goes sometimes Spats. Sorry bout that.
I just got back a bit ago from lunching with the birthday folks up in Parrot, GA. It’s cloudy, rainy and warm here. That kinda scares me cause it’s all the stuff needed for tornado weather. We do get tornadoes here. Also, we’ll probably be having temps into the upper 70s this week. It’s freaky weather all around.
I want a nap but it’s too late in the day for a nap. Maybe I should iron some shirts. Maybe. We’ll see.
Oh, that’s too bad Spats. Oh well, nothing ventured, nothing gained and all that.
It’s rainy and nasty here. Again. What else is new?
Yesterday we ended up having MIL over for dinner because Friday was her birthday. We watched a total of three movies yesterday between my cleaning up, grocery shopping, cooking dinner, etc. We watched two of them with the MIL.
Today is a very lazy day. I had break down and color my hair myself because I’ve just let it go way too long and the grays were very, very, very prominent. I hate coloring my hair myself. I’d rather have it done at the salon, but, I’m trying watch our funds and cut back on some stuff. That was one of the things. Perhaps the next time I’m due, I’ll have it done at the salon. The good thing is that I won’t feel so bad about going in for a much overdue haircut. I’m sitting hair with the ook in my hair, waiting for the time to pass so I can rinse it out and condition my hair.
Nothing else to report.
Well, it’s been a pretty lazy day. I have one more load of laundry to do. My van is at the shop awaiting work tomorrow. FCD fixed my Green Machine (the little carpet cleaner thing) the animals are fed, and we’re in TV mode.
My baby gets her apt tomorrow - NO MORE ROOMIES!!! YAY!! She sent me her address, so I can send her a “Happy New Apartment” card. Actual moving day is Saturday, but she’ll start moving boxes after classes this week when she has time. I know she’s excited.
I want pie…
Relatively lazy day here Chez GT (see, there’s my non-existent French again!). Did a few loads of laundry. Read a few chapters of S is for Silence, which I need to get back to the library before they open tomorrow or I’ll have to pay a dime. I’m thinking I’ll pay the dime. Went to see Nanny McPhee with a friend. Cute movie with lots of well-known British actors. My friend and I spent large parts of the movie figuring out who we knew from where. Went to church this evening; that’s always a mistake because the music distracts me; it’s not horrible, but they have enough discordant moments that they get in the way of my brain relaxing.
Well…back to my book…
GT
Just checking in. Nothing to report. I was going to start on my taxes this weekend, but I slept instead. Or watched a lot of TV. It was a very lazy weekend. I’ve been having too many of those lately. (but I get some freaky dreams when I do. Some really scary, some very soap opera-y, most of them just plain bizarre. If I could remember any of them, I’d tell you)
Home from work.
Note to self and all other interested parties: it is never a good idea to swallow all 9 packets of crack when being chased by the cops.
Be advised.
Just popping in to say a quick howdy. Howdy!
I am very very tired, but I have a new car! Wahoo! Not having a car bites and the whole last week was icky (for many reasons I shall skip o’er), but today I picked up my brand spankin’ new Sunlight Silver[sup]TM[/sup] miata. Only made a couple of mistakes and had to go back to the dealer to learn how to put it in reverse, but otherwise the drive home went well.
Tomorrow I have to deal with the insurance company because I forgot to bring proof of coverage with me and the company help center isn’t actually helpful, it turns out. Not the end of the world, I hope I hope I hope. Please.
Mainly the reason I’m tired is because I’m old. Friday was the retirement party for a friend and I ran around all day at work and then after. Party party PAARTY, clean, clean, designated driving, then coma at about 4 a.m. Many moons ago I would be bright eyed and bushy tailed by noon the next day. Not anymore because I’m ooooollllld. Poop.
So that’s what I’ve done lately. Now to go back and find out why there’s no new MMP this week. Or if there is, where it’s hiding.
er, um, uh, maybe because it isn’t Monday yet? At least not in the western hemisphere.
Just got back from Fayetteville trip with the boyfriend. More details later.