Bistro Bijou

[Shankara20]

exactly.

And yes.

Right now.
bj

well, ok....


full Brazilian please....

 

[Shankara20]

Honey, you are a high-octane mess. I like you.

 

[Homburg]

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This has an interesting combination of both absurd... and hot.

 

[CeriseNoire]

That is too funny! That is so me. Whenever I want to do something, I spend all my time learning about it and planning it... then, I never do it. LOL

That's me too. Although I've gotten much better at streamlining the planning process so that I actually do things these days. Of course, that took much planning to achieve...

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

That's me too. Although I've gotten much better at streamlining the planning process so that I actually do things these days. Of course, that took much planning to achieve...

Sounds impressive. Maybe I need to read up on that! LOL

 

[Tzara]

h4q3cjiqvm 4ln ahlknfvkjare;nvwk jwk gwrerqer;ow;OWCkejnwekjnvl;erihnjaerl;kgmjrwelkngwelkngwL;NW;LEJ Bwkjlgnwe k;gn wIJ2G904 GJIOV SLKENGWELN WL;NF QL;N EQL;NK EFLWENFLJKGN;'pdarbl;kanbrel;kbnribnweripjnbwerlnkim

See? See?

I didn't think you could type with your, um, breasts.

Even keyboards are sensitive, you know!





There seems to be some kind of swell there, though. Maybe two-thirds of the way through. I will not ask about where all those caps come from.

Too funny.

 

[CeriseNoire]

Sounds impressive. Maybe I need to read up on that! LOL

Actually the various plans and charts are a running joke among my friends. One of them asked we could have lunch together soon, then added "if you can fit me in your 10 year plan of course."

I don't have a 10 year plan btw. 2 years tops.

 

[Anschul]

Angeline, you called?

Here you go:

Sweets: http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk67/freddheadpix/brownies.jpg

and something to go with them: http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk67/freddheadpix/milk.jpg

Or perhaps a nice red: http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk67/freddheadpix/margaux.jpg

Maybe some comfort food: http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk67/freddheadpix/takutaku.jpg
(this is called Taku Taku. It's Peruvian, vegetarian, and insanely good. The recipe will be up in
the Kitchen tomorrow.

How about a nice pile of: http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk67/freddheadpix/fruit.jpg

Or, if things get really desperate: http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk67/freddheadpix/maryjane.jpg

Then, of course, you'll need: http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk67/freddheadpix/strawberrycheesecake.jpg

Anything strike your fancy?

By the way, both hands high!!

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

Or, if things get really desperate: http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk67/freddheadpix/maryjane.jpg

puff, puff, pass, Anschul...

 

[Anschul]

puff, puff, pass, Anschul...

Little Feat

Just had some leftovers layin' around from the old days.

 

[the Snood]

You forgot the 13th solar sign, Ophiuchus, The Serpent Bearer, This would be the true rescuer (November 30 to December 17) since he's the god of healing...

I did not know that. The 13th sigh, that is - I knew the name. Wow.

... Enlighten me as I wait,
Enraptured by you, my harbour
On the other side of midnight's curtain ...

As another Aquarian, I thank you.

Snood

 

[champagne1982]

That is too funny! That is so me. Whenever I want to do something, I spend all my time learning about it and planning it... then, I never do it. LOL

Sagittarius, Our Guide

Noble heart, don't you hate duty?
Fettered by these chains
Love and gratitude,
Where lies your one great wish?

Out beyond the setting sun
You keep your aim tight
Fidelity in abundance
But patience wears a thin cloak
And the night grows chill.

Show me what you know.
It's there, just beyond my ken,
I feel it warm and pulsing.

Pain shatters my soul
And you nobly bear it.
Welcoming the wound,
So dire, that all may learn.

Remember!
We must be burned
To profit from the fire.

Wherein the beauty of a rose,
Never having seen the fading curl
Of crumbling petals.

Guide our eye to that bright star
That we may see,
The hope of our future
Burns not at the center of the night
But in the heart of a faithful soul.

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

beautiful, Champ!

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Champie, you just blow me away.

See? See?

I didn't think you could type with your, um, breasts.

Even keyboards are sensitive, you know!


There seems to be some kind of swell there, though. Maybe two-thirds of the way through. I will not ask about where all those caps come from.

Too funny.

She can TOO type with her breasts. Angeline can do anything.
Mostly it's the nipples, though, I bet. They're a bit more precise.

And I bet the caps were when ee came in to, well, proofread.

Actually the various plans and charts are a running joke among my friends. One of them asked we could have lunch together soon, then added "if you can fit me in your 10 year plan of course."

I don't have a 10 year plan btw. 2 years tops.

heh heh. Yup. I was once involved with a sagittarius. After a while, when he'd start going off on how he was going to outfit an 18-wheeler as a kitchen and go cook for Lollapallooza, or build a giant greenhouse and grow orchids in the north field, I'd just pull out a piece of paper that I carried around in my purse, and hold it up. It said simply: CARL HAS BIG PLANS.

puff, puff, pass, Anschul...

Tzara's bogartin' it. Hand it over, buddy.

Little Feat

Just had some leftovers layin' around from the old days.

Sure. That's what everyone says.

I'm off to heat up more wax for Shankara-ji. That's a hairy boy, that is. And sassy, the phrase 'high-octane mess' isn't patented, is it? Cause I'm totally stealing it.



bj

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

heh heh. Yup. I was once involved with a sagittarius. After a while, when he'd start going off on how he was going to outfit an 18-wheeler as a kitchen and go cook for Lollapallooza, or build a giant greenhouse and grow orchids in the north field, I'd just pull out a piece of paper that I carried around in my purse, and hold it up. It said simply: CARL HAS BIG PLANS.

LOL
yeah, at any given time I have at least 3 business plans in my head. Sags are great idea people....
lots and lots of ideas...
lots of useless ideas...

 

[Anschul]

Sure. That's what everyone says.


bj

Honest, Officer, I have no idea how that got there. It must have been that hitchhiker I let off a few miles back...I don't even know what it is...I think it must have fallen out of my sister's pocketbook....Hey, how'd that get there?...Maybe the car mechanic left it when he fixed the car yesterday...maybe...

 

[Angeline]

See? See?

I didn't think you could type with your, um, breasts.

Even keyboards are sensitive, you know!





There seems to be some kind of swell there, though. Maybe two-thirds of the way through. I will not ask about where all those caps come from.

Too funny.

You didn't read the secret code! Those boobs were doing the happy dance. Especially the part with the caps.

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

Don't you fret. You are in Lancaster now. I'm pretty sure you can outrun the horse and buggy with the lights and siren.

 

[Angeline]

Champie, you just blow me away.




She can TOO type with her breasts. Angeline can do anything.
Mostly it's the nipples, though, I bet. They're a bit more precise.

And I bet the caps were when ee came in to, well, proofread.





heh heh. Yup. I was once involved with a sagittarius. After a while, when he'd start going off on how he was going to outfit an 18-wheeler as a kitchen and go cook for Lollapallooza, or build a giant greenhouse and grow orchids in the north field, I'd just pull out a piece of paper that I carried around in my purse, and hold it up. It said simply: CARL HAS BIG PLANS.



Tzara's bogartin' it. Hand it over, buddy.



Sure. That's what everyone says.

I'm off to heat up more wax for Shankara-ji. That's a hairy boy, that is. And sassy, the phrase 'high-octane mess' isn't patented, is it? Cause I'm totally stealing it.



bj

He was giving me a braille lesson.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Honest, Officer, I have no idea how that got there. It must have been that hitchhiker I let off a few miles back...I don't even know what it is...I think it must have fallen out of my sister's pocketbook....Hey, how'd that get there?...Maybe the car mechanic left it when he fixed the car yesterday...maybe...

It's oregano. We're having pizza tonight.

Really really good pizza.

Y'know, for those who are fans of the children's book The Phantom Tollbooth, do you remember in the kingdom of Math when they had to eat subtraction stew? Every plate you finished made you hungrier.

I always figured that brownies made with pot had to be the real world equivalent.

bj

eta:

He was giving me a braille lesson.

LOL!

 

[Tzara]

You didn't read the secret code! Those boobs were doing the happy dance. Especially the part with the caps.

I sincerely hope someone did the right thing here and captured that (um, those?) on video.

Because happy boobs are always—always!—well, happy!

Or, at least, they should be.

 

[Angeline]

It's oregano. We're having pizza tonight.

Really really good pizza.

Y'know, for those who are fans of the children's book The Phantom Tollbooth, do you remember in the kingdom of Math when they had to eat subtraction stew? Every plate you finished made you hungrier.

I always figured that brownies made with pot had to be the real world equivalent.

bj

eta: LOL!

My bff and I used to eat Alice B. Toklas brownies on the train into NYC. We'd stagger off the train at Penn Station and race to the first Neddick's stand we could find which, conveniently, was in the station. Then, if it was winter, we'd walk to Times Square to buy hot roasted chestnuts and cheap Broadway tickets.

 

[sassynyc]

I'm off to heat up more wax for Shankara-ji. That's a hairy boy, that is. And sassy, the phrase 'high-octane mess' isn't patented, is it? Cause I'm totally stealing it.



bj

'tis an original, but for you, i'll share.

 

[Angeline]

I sincerely hope someone did the right thing here and captured that (um, those?) on video.

Because happy boobs are always—always!—well, happy!

Or, at least, they should be.

My boobies are generally very happy. Especially when they're unencumbered by bra-ness.

Wait. I'll ask ee.

He says they smiled at him. lol.

 

[Tzara]

Tzara's bogartin' it. Hand it over, buddy.

I stick my neck out for nobody.