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FOB = Fresh Off The Boat. Asian-American slang for those of their cohort whose demeanour is still considerably more Asian than American.

Hmm, that doesn't sound very Luna-ish. Though I could be wrong.

Maybe it's FOB as in new to LA?

I say "Friend of Bill". Those damn rich democrats don't give a shit for anyone else on the road.

Hah. I just held forth about the Marquis on the ho thread. Some great effective porn set-pieces in there, if you look for them. I would never attempt to read the stuff cover-to-cover. Literary porn solves the problem of "victimhood" of industry performers. Just one nasty old coot's imagination.

I'd say he's up there with some of the world's other great purchased-but-never-read authors.

Haha OTM.

(Stop giving me that look Mr Tolstoy, I'll open you one day! Mr Joyce, I'll try you again when you learn punctuation.)

I've stopped reading the ho thread as I'm back at work. :(

I have it bookmarked near the beginning but I've never felt like going back. This is the prostitution thread, yeah?

Sometimes ILE IS work.

Beth OTM re Sade. Good set pieces but it does get a bit tedious.

The bio, otoh, by Maurice Lever is fascinating and, as the title indicates gives lie to the idea that he was only named twice: Donatien Alphonse François, marquis de Sade.

onimo, read 'The Dubliners' at least and don't diss 'War and Peace'. It may look like a slog but it's quite fun actually.

My friend read de Sade, but then she's also read all Russian classics (mostly because she's Russian... and an intellectual snob). :-)

For FOB I was going to suggest "Freight On Board", a commercial shipping term, but I backtracked to where it was used and "Fresh Off the Boat" seems clearly indicated. She forgot DWA, though.

I love the Russian classics: Dostoevsky, Gogol, Tolstoy, Chekhov, Turgenev, vodka...

I also think it has something to do with LA's topography. There are lots of wide avenues, multiple lanes, that weird left turn situation where you find yourslef in the middle of a large intersection with two or three cars not actually making the turn until after the light has turned red. There are a couple of screwed up intersections in SF, including one not far from my house where every uninitiated driver trying to get on the freeway ends up having to cut you off, and there's so many don't block the box intersections that they get DPT people and cops to direct traffic on game days, but it's nothing like LA.

so sleepy now. also very close to fixing CSS madness.

Want a latte but must slow down on the $3 coffee. Think I'll go for a $1.25 Diet Dr. Pepper instead. Hardly ever drink those anymore. So syrupy.

Luna has abandoned us and left us wondering. So mysterious that girl.

dr pepper is ass. i had it once, when i was 12 and in houston. ewie. not my thing at all.

My dad LOVES Dr. Pepper. I'm more of a root beer fan. Never tasted any ass that reminded me of Dr. Pepper, though.

dr pepper is aWEsOMEs

fixed, you had dropped some letters

Me neither, Monsieur White, hence the never ending search. ;-)

I used to love Dr. Pepper, and then suddenly one day it just seemed gank.

wah, ILX wouldn't let me log in earlier in the week! grr.

1 day in Lubbock feels like 3 days onimoed anywhere else. I spent part of the night loitering around the Buddy Holly statue because it was there.

Good luck to everyone else on deadlines! I just had to push one back to an even less convenient time.

Surmounter, I split for NYC tomorrow. I will see you on Sunday, or at the very least leave a suspicious package at the box office.

I drink Diet DP. Regular sodas are just too much. Even diets are becoming too much.

Nath, the problem is that you were in Houston.

P, you are crazy travel girl. I am jealous.

I r not abandoned you - just busy at work this morning. FOB = fresh off the boat, but I meant it more as 'general immigrant' than as anything insulting, or directed toward one ethnic group or another. Man that still sounds bad, doesn't it? I don't mean it to. I suppose I'm still frustrated by the fact that all the accidents I have been involved in LA have been with people who didn't have driver's licenses or insurance because, as one of them said to me, "why bother? I just moved here from Iran, the cops are too busy catching criminals, and I know how to drive..." My dears, she was very sadly mistaken.

With the exception of NYC, Ms. Miz, I travel to places that many people grow up wanting to escape. In the beginning of October I'm in a town of 2,200 in the Panhandle for a week, and this counts as a major metropolis for me. They will still probably do the little two-fingers-off-the-steering-wheel wave when I drive past them.

luna, you should start doing that! Waving and tipping your hat to fellow drivers. Maybe it would baffle them until you're out of range?

I should! I'll have to start wearing hats (assuming I can find one that doesn't make me look like Debbie Gibson).

and don't diss 'War and Peace'

It's Anna Karenina that's sitting there unopened but I take your point.

We had a crazy afternoon with a load of kids going mental around my house but they really enjoyed themselves. Mark was genuinely delighted with every gift and had a great day.

Megan's tomorrow then David's next Wednesday then the madness subsides until Christmas!

Actually, I'm kind of with you on AK, onimo. You know how it ends, why spend that amount of time getting there?

19th Cent. Russian literature was almost all I read one year - I think when I was 20.

Go on. Give them the wii. (xpost)

I am listening to James Holden "The Idiots are winning". Pure genius.

We all do crazy shit in our early twenties! That's why they're there.

19th Cent. Russian literature was almost all I read one year - I think when I was 20.

All those names, though. How do you do it? I barely made it through Crime and Punishment, and that was really only because Husband No. 1 kept telling me it would get really good. I remained unmoved all the way through.

Perhaps I am dead inside.

I have to say, though, that I cried laughing at Frankie Boyle on the telly tonight referring to Elvis's death as a "shitting accident".

I remained unmoved all the way through.

And I didn't like the book either.

Do you see what I have done there?

Three posts in a row from me!

Mister M got a phone call at about 9pm last night informing him that the stag party for the friend who is getting married next week is on this Saturday.

Most. Organized. Wedding. Ever.

Connect 4!

BINGO! No wait...

Poor Mister M, does he know the person well? Is it at least in country?

Oh yes, it's a very good friend of his. Both of ours, actually. I would be going to the wedding as well if I wasn't already going to Hamsterjam next week. It's just the short notice of everything, followed by the pressure to join in. Like, if it's so important, why didn't you let me know about it sooner?

Also, he lets himself get sucked into the worry. If it was me, I'd go if I could and not feel bad if I couldn't. But he feels guilty about everything all the time.

He'll have a great time, I'm sure.

Christ, work is boring.

Aye.

I'm on a half day again (Megan's 1 year old today omfg!) and it's Friday so I think I can handle it. We've got a team meeting later, I should ask lots of questions so I don't have to look like I'm doing any real work plus they'll think I give a shit.

My latte this morning was about half full of foam. Robbing bastards.

I am drinking coffee, resisting eating cake, and contemplating a fish finger sandwich for lunch.

HB to the M3g4W4tt.

the pressure to join in.

OTM!

Also, he lets himself get sucked into the worry...But he feels guilty about everything all the time.

Mr Monkey is me. He is good people.

Christ, work is boring.

OTM

HAPPY BDAY MEGAN! Did you plan to have all the kids on the same week?

I am making sausages for the first time this weekend. That only leaves about 6 months to practice before ATP.

Ugh feel awful today...weak. And have to go to the afters of a wedding a few hours away down the country. Solution=booze. I feel faintly weird about how cos of being sick all the time, the only thing that can make me utterly not notice it is drinking. Seems a bad thing to have acknowledged. But I guess I still don't drink more than once every ten days or so.

So yeah...wedding should be fun.

Oh you're back drinking? Nice one. Afters are good though, you can always run away if they suck.

Urgh, not feeling to well either. I feel rather "not here." Also I can't feel my legs *properly*. Bloodflow is going a bit down (or rather not down). Ah well.

Nath, the problem is that you were in Houston.

hahahahah Yeah. Most probably. But then Atlanta was worse. The couple we stayed with were... a bit... racist. Not in a blatant kinda way. Well, not at first. Damn I wanted to slap that woman in the face after seeing how she treated the African-American cleaning lady. So very condescending.

I am making sausages for the first time this weekend. That only leaves about 6 months to practice before ATP.

I'm in your chalet next year, right? Guys? Guys?

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Wah!!! I'm telling Mrs. Aldo. No carrot cake for you, Kev-lolz.

t(o_o)t

(see if I care you taddle-tale)

I am sure there will be enough sossies for everyone. (Well not everyone everyone, but you know what I mean.)

I know what you mean... No sausages for kv_lol ;_;