Welcome to... The Saloon

[Stephen Morgan]

Thank you. You really are all the nice things I've said about you, fwiw.

I've got nice hair, too.

I don't really see the point in choosing some random woman and using tricks to seduce them.

To get laid, as I understand it. And there's really nothing at all wrong with that, per se, if you ask me. As long as both parties are more or less on the same page wrt how the game is played, it can be every bit as much fun as any of the other ludicrous rituals in which people in their twenties who want to have casual sex routinely engage, really.

Well, yeah, it was more, sort of, the whole thing, that I don't see the point of. I mean, if you just want to have casual sex there are plenty of prostitutes about. And masturbation, which is cheaper. I mean, if you're just manipulating a woman with tips out of your little hand book you might as well be using a blow-up doll anyway.

But you know how those cult-y types are. They just can't do anything without getting all tediously doctrinaire and oppressive about it. The poor things.

Perhaps they'll join the scientologists. Cult to cult. Otherwise they'll probably get over it.

I'd accept "we weren't alive when these things happened", but that sort of thing wouldn't tie in with what I believe to be their motive, which is their desire to be prolific sexual predators.

Sure. But to be fair, they do kind of have to be. I mean, they are neo-tantric, after all.

They want to go for that right hand path. The stoic self-control, and so on. And, of course, a useful double entendre implying masturbation.

Unless you're left handed.

[Project Willow]

This is my establishment and so I'd like to request that any further misogyny discussion take place in that original thread and not here.
Thank you.

In fact I think that video was the only misogynistic thing I posted in that thread.

There's a sign above the bar-back I'd like to point out to you Stephen:



This is my little saloon thread. It is a sanctuary, and where I come to feel safe and comfortable and hopefully be free from abuse, including the hatred of my sex. The last line in the sign applies to you, I'm sure you can find the exit.

[Perelandra]

Sooo, moving on. On the way home today I saw a double rainbow with an eagle flying through it and I'd like to toast to spring and the hope of a summer, and friends.

Also, I missed Alwyn's b-day. Please put a drink for her on my tab. Cheers!

[Project Willow]

That sounds like quite a sight Perelandra! I saw an eagle downtown last year, I've only seen once once here. It got in a chase with some seagulls. Night before last I saw some of our urban raccoons, one had its tail missing.

Cheers to Alwyn!

[LilyPatToo]

Yes, many happy returns, Alwyn! My large mostly-out-of-control back yard has a lot of critters in it, but my current favorite is a young red-shouldered hawk we've named Ethan. He's quite dashing and I'm hoping he reduces the rodent population without decimating my much-loved smaller birds. So far, so good...

LilyPat

Ethan:

[Canadian_watcher]

Greetings all... I've got a headache so I'll just have an Earl Gray tea.

LilyPat - that photo.. I know that is is a photo of the lovely little bird, but something stands out to me. If you look at it from the top down like I did because of its size, it seems to be a photo of a smallish tornado that is making its way through the cityscape in the distance~! Reminded me instantly of the hundred "escape with your little brother from the tornado!!!" dreams I used to have.

I think it's just something on the window.. but do you see it?

[LilyPatToo]

LOL--what you're seeing is just how dirty my over-the-sink window truly is! But now that you pointed it out--yup, that's what I see too: a tornado taking out downtown Oakland Not likely in our climate. But, just a few years back, the first tornados in living memory were spotted over on the peninsula, so.....

LilyPat

[Canadian_watcher]

that's not a dirty window!!! You should have seen mine before they were replaced a couple of weeks ago. No need to

I've never seen a tornado, but when I was younger I used to have nightmares. Strangely, my daughter did too. Can nightmares be genetic?

[LilyPatToo]

What a great idea--when the windows get dirty, replace 'em!

As for nightmares, I don't know the answer, but it's an interesting thought...?

LilyPat

[Project Willow]

Wow, LilyPat, what an impressive view, and how nice to have such a visitor! There are Peregrine falcons that nest in a skyscraper not far from here, but I have never seen them flying. Despite the downpour, I did see some chickens today however, a number of varieties that a local group keeps in a hutch in a pea patch in a nearby park. The park was canopied and carpeted with pinkish-white cherry blossoms. Your foliage is ahead of ours of course, that lovely spring light-green color. I can't wait for the lilacs, those are my favorite, and this year I have to compensate for last as I skipped my bloom stealing expedition. Lookout neighbors!

[LilyPatToo]

I loves chickens My reward for (finally) finishing the garden shed will be a small flock of my own...which of course means building a chicken house and enclosure, given all the raccoons hereabouts. I want the fancy chickens with fountains of feathers on their heads and some with feather bloomers on their legs. You know, San Francisco has some native peregrine falcons too--I watched one swooping and diving near the Metreon one day last year. Here at my old house-on-a-hill I befriended a forlorn baby scrub jay 15 or so years ago and his descendants are still plaguing me for peanuts a dozen times a day. My hubby says my Native American name is "Talks To Birds"

LilyPat

[JackRiddler]

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Goddamn you, licker, I love you.

Me mother, she said, it's good to have a bottle, but not when the bottle has you.

Shut up, mom!

The bottle has a bottom, and through it we travel the world.

Really! For whole minutes at a time.

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[Project Willow]

Dear Jack,
I don't actually take delight in welcoming you, although I do take delight in how and what you've said here. "Licker" may aid in lovers meeting but it is not a worthy lover or loved one itself, as I suspect you mother might have opined.

If I stepped out of my own skin for a moment, (only because I'm frightfully preoccupied this particular evening) I would try to offer you some comfort of a sort, but all I could really muster are statements of admiration and appreciation, all from my limited perceptions of your intellect and your spirit. I imagine that's a far cry from what you may be seeking in the beautiful, swirling end of that bottle you might be handling.

I've never found what I really want in that place ether, although the fluid I consume in pursuit renders my search so much less painful it often computes as a win, if I'm forgetful enough. Betrayal can be so delightfully bewitching.

So I've really got nothing for you Jack, though I wish I had. All I've got is a toast as welcome.

(We need a sad toast smiley.)

[norton ash]

(We need a sad toast smiley.)

Giving the piano player a fiver to play Bye Bye Blackbird. Here's to us all.

[JackRiddler]

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Uh, hi. (looks at shoes, shifts from one foot to the other) Do you remember if maybe I was in this place last night? I seem to have, uh, lost my... wallet... Yeah, that's it. My wallet. (It's not like I posted all my passwords here, right?)