Shoo.

Go on...

Get!

My ass in chaps.

Now THAT'S redefining beautiful, BAY-BEE!

WOOOOOOO!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I just got back from riding all around town on the motorcycle on a gorgeous 57-degree day!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I think I may have gotten some testosterone poisoning.

YEAH! YEAH! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Definitely.

I'd better go rent "Sense and Sensibility" and calm down some.

The day got even better than just the riding, though. I went to my comics store, and I had not one, but TWO new issues of Strangers In Paradise waiting for me. The last time I checked (about 4 weeks ago), There was nothing. I thought Terry Moore must've skipped an issue cycle for the holidays or something. I stopped at Zesto's for lunch and read them both.

I feel kind of bummed with the resolution to this storyline. Not because I didn't think it was Terry's usual quality, but because we know that Francine and Katchoo are going to be separated for the next 10 years of their lives at this point. Gah!

After all the blood and guts and trauma of this last series, I'm ready for some happy girls again. And I'm glad that David got laid (assuming he did). Really. I am. He deserves it. I just want Francie to let Katchoo fuck her.

*sigh*

Will Francie ever experience all there is to know of the joys of lesbian sex? Will Katchoo ever get to fuck a woman again? Or will she stew about not having Francie and just do David for the next decade?

*sigh*

I got to interview Terry Moore for the newspaper I used to work for. He's a swell guy. Very deep. Very spiritual. In a sincere way, not a convert everybody way. He swore to me that the story would end up where I wanted it to end up.

It'd better.

He's a damn good storyteller, that's for sure. If he weren't so happily married, I'd offer to do a lesbian sex demonstration for him. For research purposes.

For some reason, I don't feel like taking my chaps off. I'm sitting here still wearing them. I may vacuum in them. That ought to intimidate the fuck out of the dust bunnies, don't you think?

Dinner tonight: pasta de pulchinella. It's a recipe passed on by word of mouth, so I don't know where to look up a spelling. More on contents and yumminess tomorrow.

Moving on - 12:11 p.m. , 2007-08-14

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Holy shit! - 2:24 p.m. , 2006-01-11

Stuffing recipe - 6:17 p.m. , 2005-12-13

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