AV talk! -not writing discussion at all, sorry = (

LP, you are stunningly sexy in that shot. What a look!

admiringly, Perdita :rose:
 
Re: Re: Hmmmm

Icingsugar said:
Right. That might ease his mind, but not mine. My big sis was...ahem...made in Stavanger in -74 by a visiting sailor. He was Dutch though.

...or was he?

-Lin
stvngr kid

ps. Regadless, you are still the ultimate daddy to all of us here, you know that. :kiss:
pps. Yes, it's Lin. I was typing over Ic's shoulder. It's gonna happen again, whenever I can't be bothered to log in on my own. Get used to it. :)

Umm wow!! Good job we hoisted that Dutch flag in place of the old Jolly Roger that day we sailed into Stavanger or I may have been caught out:devil: :D :rose:
 
Geezluhweeze, can't we have one fucking thread w/o toilet talk?

FYI, Gauche speaks Yorkshire. You shouldn't make fun of a minority like that.

Perdita
 
Dear sweetums cutiepie Mathsies,

Muwah! Kissy, huggy-huggy, giggle, giggle.

Perdita :) :kiss: ;) :heart: :) :rose: :kiss: ;)

p.s. LOL
 
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perdita said:
Dear sweetums cutiepie Mathsies,

Muwah! Kissy, huggy-huggy, giggle, giggle.

Perdita :) :kiss: ;) :heart: :) :rose: :kiss: ;)

p.s. LOL
Does that, and,
Poo poo, bee emm, kaka
by MG count as literary, writer-type talk? Me, I don't give a Flying Burrito Brothers (and sisters), but Dr. M might want to know.

Rumple
 
Rumple Foreskin said:
Does that ... count as literary, writer-type talk? Me, I don't give a Flying Burrito Brothers (and sisters), but Dr. M might want to know.
Gee, Rump, what'd you sit on today? Read the thread title. And since when do I care what Mab. says? :eek:

Perdita

p.s. Maths and I have insider jokes between us.
 
Re: I surrender!

MathGirl said:
No, no! Not that!
Dear Maths,

It's always gonna be BMs vs. K-H.

Perdita

p.s. you can call it a Mexican stand-off.
 
Taking off my sarcastic cape, which no one seemed to notice, I'll now garb myself in misunderstood fellow writer raiments and pass along to Perdita, our lover of all things Venice, something I found in the NY Times Book Review.

Just another fine service of RF (that's me) Enterprises.

Rumple Foreskin

--

Urbino Macintyre was born out of his time. But with each new mystery by Edward Sklepowich this American expatriate, who lives in Venice and writes precious biographies when he feels like it, tries to make his way to where he belongs -- within that circle of fin de siècle writers who declared themselves ''Decadents'' by virtue of a taste for morbid imagery. Much is made of imagery, morbid and otherwise, in THE LAST GONDOLA (Thomas Dunne/St. Martin's Minotaur, $24.95), which finds this languid young man drifting in his very own gondola (a gift from his indulgent patron, the Contessa da Capo-Zendrini) and plotting ways to meet Samuel Possle, an aged recluse whose notorious playboy past would yield juicy literary material. When he is at last invited into Possle's palazzo, Urbino finds himself in gothic heaven. The decaying mansion looks like the set for a horror movie, and the old man, who spends his days reclining in a stationary gondola, is as eccentric as any character in Oscar Wilde. Having patterned his life after the decadent hero of Huysmans's ''À Rebours,'' Urbino is enchanted by all this weirdness. The reader, however, might want something more than atmosphere from this stylish but enervating narrative.
 
Oh, dear Rumpled one. Grazie, grazie, bello. I just bought Donna Leon's latest mystery set in Venice (all of hers are) and featuring the Veneziano of my dreams, Commissario Guido Brunetti. But I cannot read it unless I reach my NaNo goal each day. Now I know just what present I'll give myself on Dec. 1.

Perdita :rose:
 
perdita said:
Dear Maths, It's always gonna be BMs vs. K-H. Perdita
p.s. you can call it a Mexican stand-off.

You two and your Kissy-Huggy shite! :rolleyes:
 
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