See those houses in that picture? That's how I always pictured New York - all the years that I was growing up in Aberdeen or Edinburgh or Inverurie (we moved around a lot) as a kid. And I always thought they looked like the most amazing, beautiful, incredible places to live.
Even then, though, I thought you had to be rich to live in them.
Well... if I ever do get over to New York, I'm going to be interested in finding out about such places. There's too few of them in Edinburgh, which is already frustrating. And with the fine weather coming in (although we're apparently expecting heavy snow this weekend) I need my nudey fix.
I would normally agree with the other comments on this board. Or I'd simply stop reading the kind of postings those comments referred to. But with this series - Game of thrones - it's so densely packed with so many characters that I actually appreciate the depth of the recaps that Kristin Iversen writes.
I just make sure that I don't read them before I watch the actual episode.
"They think they'll offend us, or somehow jinx the whole thing."
Really? That's amazing. Things must be very different in America. Or perhaps I'm just (as usual) so out of touch with general etiquette that I make up my own rules as I go along.
I've almost always got a couple on me. And if I was ever challenged about expectations, I'd just claim (falsely) to be a gentleman. And I'd say that a gentleman has no expectations, but plenty of hopes.
I ripped that off from a film I once saw.
I really wanted to see something by Nick cave in here. There's loads to choose from, but "Brother, my cup is empty" and "Thirsty dog" spring to mind. Though, admittedly, both of them are about the destructive elements of drinking and alcoholism - but you can still sing "Thirsty dog" loudly and boisterously, so it reclaims some ground with that.
Or "Oh, Jean" by The Proclaimers. Not actually about drinking, exactly, but if you ARE drinking and if it IS playing and you get to that point in the night where people are in the mood for it, then it's the best song ever for a bit of dry humping.
I have autism. Which means I've always been a bit of an outcast. Which means I don't really fit in, in most places. But I've become used to it. And I may feel bored every so often, and I may feel isolated occasionally, but I seldom feel truly lonely.
So now I don't know how I should feel, after reading this article. But that mole on my arm is starting to look very suspicious.
I heard that there were some really cool markers out there. Expensive, but well worth the money. The top-of-the-range one is worth $2,995. Now... since you only need ONE marker to write on all the name tags, I'm kind of wondering what they're planning on doing with the other 71 cents.
Ah, right. Pete just explained it. Parking and internet. OK, fair enough, then.
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