Sorry punkin.. I didn't know that the site owners had turned the animation option off in signatures. To change font size use and then [/size ] to make it as small as you can. Your link to your page using your av pic...
Thank you T-man (and all who offered their congrats). I love you, too, I do, and what's wrong with a little moosic between friends, nu? And speaking of moosic, there was an ad I noticed in the classified section of my paper yesterday for "moose horns." Yes, moose horns, but I don't have $500 to spare and eagleyez looked at me like I have moose horns when I suggested we get some and hang them on the dining room wall.
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Okay bj — I'm rummaging around back in the kitchen looking for the fixings for a big mug of Suisse Mocha. No booze for this puppy this weekend. It started snowing this morning about seven hours ago and it's supposed to keep going for 48 hours.
This ain't supposed to be happening -- Lake Erie is frozen over so no lake effect snows, just a 'normal' snowstorm has to come our way with promises of 12-18" by the time it ends. Perfect snuggling weather.
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Actually, the problem is with the ending tag ([/size ]). Remove the space between "size" and the close bracket character (]) so that the tag looks like this: [/size]
May I please have some Hot Chocolate spiked with Grand Marnier? That would be absolutely perfect.
Bijou on the rocks?
Bijou on the rocks?
Um, maybe not. Hard on the knees, I suspect.
How about a glass of Sonoma-Cutrer Russian River Chardonnay, with a side plate of some slices of Beecher's Flagship and a few of Lesley Stowe's original Raincoast Crisps (fabulous cracker, by the way) to just make it approximating perfect.
Now if you could just persuade UYS to recite quietly in the background Billy Yeats' He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven, which she has part of in her sig line or get Angie or Tess to spin some silken Billie for me, I'll just sit mild and silent in the corner getting loopy, finishing off Cormac McCarthy's No Country for Old Men.
We all have our own peacefulnesses, do not we?
There ain't no how nothin' wrong with bringin' your own music... leastways not to my parties. I love to listen but I hate selectin'. There's so much to choose from that I feel like I'm missing somethin' by not playin' them all.Lady Day? Did I hear a request for some Lady? Well, it doesn't get much silkier than Billie callin for her Lover Man. Sigh. Her voice on that song is the essence of romance and desire. My most favorite thing to do is slow dance with ee to this sort of music. He can be Bogart and I'll play Bergman.
And then there's my personal Holiday favorite, Don't Explain. Oh that lyric! And listen to it, so dramatic, like there's a whole opera snuck into that blues.
And maybe some people don't like that I drag my jazz with me everywhere I go, but I love it and besides Taint Nobody's Bizness If I Do
you, darlin. And damned if I'm not proud as hell of you too. You kick so much ass. 
It's cause the instructions for visualBasics I gave couldn't stop looking at your cleavage
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It's cause the instructions for visualBasics I gave couldn't stop looking at your cleavage
As for jazz, you're missing so much. That genre is like erotica with so many sub-genres that calling it all jazz doesn't make sense. There's cool jazz which is the stuff that's kinda off the wall for me. This is music built off subdominant sevenths and as such always carries tension with it. Many of us can't enjoy the fact that it sounds a little dissonant and mostly doesn't resolve as you mention.
However, I love swing, rhythmic blues, honky tonk and warm jazz, the kind when the sax wails and the trumpets mute all over that smoky bar dance floor. mmm.
So, don't think of it as all jazz that you want to avoid, but maybe put listening to the subgenre cool jazz into the same category as reading stories in an erotica subgenre you can't enjoy; something to be avoided.
