Batten down the hatches!!!! Arrrrr!!!!

Tie down the mizzenmast!!! Weigh anchor!!! Load the torpedoes!!! Hold the mayo!!!!

...We've got a winter storm blowing up here this afternoon. (Now that Iowa and Wisconsin and Michigan got nailed last week, looks like it's our turn.) Joooooyyyyyy....*rueful grin*

Speaking of piratey noises I should put in the next installation of the story in today or tomorrow. (I woulda done it sooner, but I got all distracted by nasty burning things and large firemen with axes running around, you know how it is.)

Ms Eff, perched on the bow and yelling, "Look out!!! SQUIIIIID AHOOOOOOYYYY!!!"

Raaar!!!

You are Dracula. The original. The guy who started it all. Go you.

Find your inner vampire.

Blah blah*finger waggle* I condemn you..to eternal hunger and the taste....for blood....*grimaces and looks out moodily from the screen*

I thought I would at least be a Transylvanian concubine....You know what flows there like wine....*grin*

*Heeheehee!*

A coworker and I were remembering all the things we did with our toys--beheading Barbie, dressing GI Joe in the Barbie prom dress,
making Boba Fett place nice with the Holly Hobby dollies...we laughed ourselves silly at lunch...I told someone about the Zombie Barbie I made with Frankenstein stitches that stalked and attacked other dolls...

What weird things did you do with whatever toys you had?

icestorm...

It's really nasty out. Everyone local be careful going home, willya? I will be too.

The feather mattress is calling my name. Most seductively too. Mmmmm, feather bed!!