Bistro Bijou

[UnderYourSpell]

Not allowed to smash plates in Greek restaurants over her anymore .. health and safety and all that Actually it was a scouting woggle I mentioned in passing as he got to be deputy high wotsit through his services to the scouting movement (does that sound rude?) Actually it's quite funny at these meetings as you see so many people brown nosing these high up chappies and there's me asking about his woggle I don't kow tow to anyone but I bet he won't forget me!

 

[Homburg]

<---- former scout

"Woggle", in American scouting comes directly from the Brits, as scouting comes directly from the Brits. Makes sense, eh?

The international jamborees I attended happened when I was in Europe, so I got to hang out with scouts from all different nations. Quite fun. It was remarkable both in the differences and the similarities between the scouts from the US and those from the UK.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I was kicked out of the Brownies you know at the tender age of 9 could have done untold damage that and it was unfair I wonder if I can sue

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I do love me some boy scouts. They're so wholesome and stuff. heh.

Actually that's sort of serious. Despite some serious problems, like their anti-homosexual paranoia and the fact that they wouldn't let me join, I find that the former boy scouts I know have a certain je ne sais quoi. It's a good idea to introduce young men to ideas like loyalty, honor, diligence, brotherhood and so on. Seems to produce a good crop, in general.

Round my town, Greek night usually means that frat rats and sorosti-bots arrive in large party buses and ruin everything.

I like this version better.

*breaks more plates, fondles Homburg's woggle*

eta: kicked out of the Brownies? Good on ya!
I left Girl Scouts after about two months. I thought we were going to tie knots and go camping and stuff like my brother was getting to do. I found it was all about seamstress badges and learning about local government and throwing tea parties. Fuck that.

You should sue. Definitely. *nods*

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I've got something for you I'll email it tomorrow

 

[Homburg]

I was kicked out of the Brownies you know at the tender age of 9 could have done untold damage that and it was unfair I wonder if I can sue

Was alcohol involved?

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I do love me some boy scouts. They're so wholesome and stuff. heh.

*snort* Yeah right.

Actually that's sort of serious. Despite some serious problems, like their anti-homosexual paranoia

This pisses me off. And the questionable (or flat illegal) logging some scout councils allow to happen on scout land.

It's a good idea to introduce young men to ideas like loyalty, honor, diligence, brotherhood and so on. Seems to produce a good crop, in general.

I agree. Eldest son is a cub scout now.

*fondles Homburg's woggle*

As said woggle is being used by eldest son to keep his neckerchief on, that might getcha arrested.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Was alcohol involved?

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*snort* Yeah right.



This pisses me off. And the questionable (or flat illegal) logging some scout councils allow to happen on scout land.



I agree. Eldest son is a cub scout now.



As said woggle is being used by eldest son to keep his neckerchief on, that might getcha arrested.

Alcohol?!! At 9?!! Don't think I had even tasted it at that age! No it was the vicar did it ! Quite illegally too in my opinion seeing as all the scout/guides etc movements are supposed to be any religion. The vicar was obviously C of E and I was Chapel and I was told if I didn't attend his church I couldn't attend his Brownie pack. I was devastated not a nice way for a vicar to behave towards a 9 year old very Christian I must say .......... not.

 

[Homburg]

Alcohol?!! At 9?!! Don't think I had even tasted it at that age! No it was the vicar did it !

Ah, so it was the vicar that was drunk. Gotcha.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

lol you're a very bad boy and I luffs you for it

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I agree. Eldest son is a cub scout now.



As said woggle is being used by eldest son to keep his neckerchief on, that might getcha arrested.

Dear God. I'll just stop that right now, then, shall I?


ohai. I saw these guys last night. Phenomenal venue, and they rrrrrrrooooooocked.

How is everyone on this fine sunny day?

I brought cookies.

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

hi, bj!

That music sounds incredible. That must have been fun.

I'm doing well today. Looking forward to starting art school next month. I have to take one more psychology class first.. Abnormal Psych.

How you been?

-Sheila

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I had seen them once before but it was in a much smaller club. This was in a really big theater, a gorgeous rebuilt thing from the 20's. Very cool.

It's damn fine to see you! Abnormal psych, huh? That'll help you figure the bistro crowd out, I bet. Maybe you could hang up a shingle one day a week and diagnose everyone.

Here: *puts this on the jukebox*

Come dance with me. I know Ne-yo is horribly pop now, but I like him. I suspect he's secretly a submissive.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Tired out and got tummy ache so pouting a lot and being very childish might go to beddy byes early

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Tired out and got tummy ache so pouting a lot and being very childish might go to beddy byes early

aww pauvre! how bout some almond milk? That always makes my tummy better AND makes me sleepy.

Almond milk:

Heat a cup of milk and froth it with a whisk, until it's hot but not boiling.
Add 1 tsp. sugar and a little almond extract.
mmmmmmm.


And here. Nice relaxing music. Kinda sexy and groovy.

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Night time in the Bistro.......why am I whispering?

*Pours a large scotch and curls up with Updike and this.*

I'll probably cry from one or the other.

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

ugh.. where's the coffee? No one here yet?
Guess I better go ahead and start some.

bj, yes, Ne-yo is pretty much pop, but I don't mind. I often listen to poppy sellouts unless I am painting. btw, was it just me or were u getting a little fresh on that dance floor?

tease.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I've had 3 disconnections and 4 powercuts this morning and am trying to write a 26 question quiz quite frankly I am pissed off with having to keep starting again!

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I dreamt a pair of foxes made a nest on the stairs lots of feathers in it but they wouldn't let me get close enough to see if any baby foxes had hatched

 

[unpredictablebijou]

ugh.. where's the coffee? No one here yet?
Guess I better go ahead and start some.

bj, yes, Ne-yo is pretty much pop, but I don't mind. I often listen to poppy sellouts unless I am painting. btw, was it just me or were u getting a little fresh on that dance floor?

tease.

Certainly not. *aghast*

I was getting completely, shockingly fresh on that dance floor.

Wouldn't want my reputation to suffer.

I dreamt a pair of foxes made a nest on the stairs lots of feathers in it but they wouldn't let me get close enough to see if any baby foxes had hatched

I looked it up. It means that two handsome young gay men will bring you a birthday cake, but since it's not your birthday they will take it away and bring you a complete dinette set instead.

And you'll be dressed in a Vegas showgirl outfit because you've just been hired to perform at a benefit for a pensioners' home. That's what the feathers mean. *nods confidently*

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

I dreamt a pair of foxes made a nest on the stairs lots of feathers in it but they wouldn't let me get close enough to see if any baby foxes had hatched

*pours Annie a strong one, hands her Orlando Blooms portfolio and tiptoes away*

*makes a mental note not to expose my dreams to Bijou*

 

[unpredictablebijou]

*pours Annie a strong one, hands her Orlando Blooms portfolio and tiptoes away*

*makes a mental note not to expose my dreams to Bijou*

It's funny - at my shop I have a lot of people come in and ask me what their dreams mean. It's my least favorite thing to do, cause frankly I think dreams are so individual there's hardly any point at looking at them except in the most basic of symbology (cigars, bananas, trains going through tunnels...)

I often dream of giant galloping numbers, most often the number seven, made of red licorice. They always look like a huge herd of buffalo, wandering a vast empty plain that looks like something out of a Dali painting. So what the hell is that?

And by the way, HI! What can I get ya? More scotch? Do you prefer single malt?

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

It's funny - at my shop I have a lot of people come in and ask me what their dreams mean. It's my least favorite thing to do, cause frankly I think dreams are so individual there's hardly any point at looking at them except in the most basic of symbology (cigars, bananas, trains going through tunnels...)

I often dream of giant galloping numbers, most often the number seven, made of red licorice. They always look like a huge herd of buffalo, wandering a vast empty plain that looks like something out of a Dali painting. So what the hell is that?

And by the way, HI! What can I get ya? More scotch? Do you prefer single malt?

I took dream analysis in my yoga class - fascinating. You're right though, they're very individual. Galloping numbers? Do you feel threatened by them? How come I never dream about trains entering tunnels or anything phallic come to think?

Thanks for the offer - I owe you for the double I helped myself to last night as it is. When the sun (here) drops below the yard arm I'll join you in a malt.
Cheers.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I took dream analysis in my yoga class - fascinating. You're right though, they're very individual. Galloping numbers? Do you feel threatened by them? How come I never dream about trains entering tunnels or anything phallic come to think?

Thanks for the offer - I owe you for the double I helped myself to last night as it is. When the sun (here) drops below the yard arm I'll join you in a malt.
Cheers.

You owe me nothing except your occasional good company. That's always been the policy round here.

I always kinda liked the numbers. They seem to have the same vibe as large herbivores - amiable, mostly oblivious. Apparently, giant licorice numbers are herd animals.

I hardly ever get to have dreams about phallic symbols either. Let's start a protest. More Penis Dreams for All, by god!

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I used to be able to think myself into what I wanted to dream about when I was mad about an australian actor John Waters (do you know I spent 2 hours searching youtube for him in a tv series called Rush and never found it the other night?) havent done that choosing dream thing for a long time perhaps I should try again/
*Leads Orlando away from the phallic deprived hoards*

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I used to be able to think myself into what I wanted to dream about when I was mad about an australian actor John Waters (do you know I spent 2 hours searching youtube for him in a tv series called Rush and never found it the other night?) havent done that choosing dream thing for a long time perhaps I should try again/
*Leads Orlando away from the phallic deprived hoards*

That's a cool thing to be able to do!

So teach us. How does one choose a dream?

And don't worry. You can have Orlando. I'm sorta on him right now, for various reasons.

Thought I'd try crushing on a celebrity who hasn't been dead for 30 years. Just for grins.