She's gonna "dance to 50 Cent and/or Lil Kim in my apartment wearing nothing but a birthday tiara, f***-me boots and red marker denoting me QUEEN B."
I don't have a picture of that. Yet.
Happy Birthday, Brittney!
Posted by tizzie at October 28, 2003 10:20 AM*I* have a picture of it. *leers*
Happy Birthday, Brittney!
"Let no man value at a little price a virtuous woman's counsel; her winged spirit is feathered often times with heavenly words, and, like her beauty, ravishing and pure." -Chapman
Posted by: Fes on October 28, 2003 10:51 AM*dons clip on bowtie, glittery thong, and breakaway pants*
Where the party be?
Posted by: ufez on October 28, 2003 10:57 AMif you lived any closer, i'd give you a bowl of this turkey and wild rice soup that k made last night. mmmmm
Posted by: adampsyche on October 28, 2003 11:37 AMi shoulda known....
Happy Birthday!
For my birthday, I wanna know where Fes gets all them quotes.
Posted by: notsnot on October 28, 2003 11:44 AMnotsnot my friend, in this, I am truly a dwarf on the shoulders of giants. But when inspiration such as Brittney in her boots on her birthday lends impetus, it is as if a great, glorious Book is opened.
Posted by: Fes on October 28, 2003 11:49 AMYAY! Happy birthday Brittney! Welcome to your late twenties.
(That whirring mechanical noise you hear is a very special electric razor, if you get my drift.)
Posted by: c_s on October 28, 2003 11:52 AM"dance to 50 Cent and/or Lil Kim in my apartment wearing nothing but a birthday , f***-me boots
[heard rumor: 50 Cent appearing at Club down the road from work this coming Fri.] Now when I drive by will vision Brittney dancing in her "red ropers", do you own a pair?:P (Wonders if the folks not in the south know what I'm talk'in about?)
Never meeting you will imagine red ropers dancing in a “rapper's club”, thanks for the thought.
Toast on your Birthday Brittney, [raises shot], *gulp*. Hope you received all you wished for, Happy Birthday, Cheers!
Red ropers indeed, TCS.
Thanks for all the birthday cheer, kids. I'll have you know it's nearly noon and I'm still in PJs, complete with eye crust and kitten breath, having gotten up just a bit ago.
It's already a good day.
Better because my favorite cowboy, Sally, has my initial on her cute, lil' hipster choca, I have to tell ya.
Tonight involves tequila and about 15 friends. Have camera, will carry.
Posted by: brittney on October 28, 2003 12:58 PMP.S. Fes, you are a flatterer. Please commence with the birthday spanking.
Posted by: brittney on October 28, 2003 12:59 PMBrittstah,
I'm broke, and I'm not feeling particularlry witty, and I sure as hell ain't shaving anything. But I remember recommending Infinite Jest to you last year, and I think I remember you saying that you'd been intermittently slogging your way through it. If you've been enjoying the slog, you might like Wallace's new nonfiction book. It's been my subway book for the past few days. The guy is so smart it's truly humbling.
Posted by: jonmc on October 28, 2003 01:36 PMPlease commence with the birthday spanking.
"...Beauty’s ensign yet
Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks..."
-Wm. Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
"... and one to GROW on!"
-a poor, if ardent, substitute :D
Obviously, no offense to you personally Jon, but Infinite Jest, in my opinion, sucked a thousand pages worth of ass. Every page should have been stamped "I am the product of a graduate school creative writing workshop." And one that apparently went on FOR EVER. Sure, Wallace is smart. His books would be infinitely better if he didn't feel he had to show it in every run-on sentence, on every interminable page, in the largest collection of non-story overarchingly lit'ry onanism I've ever had the foul luck to struggle through a third of. Goodly christ. If I had to read another friggin page of inane noodling over that turdly tennis player and his ill-defined problems, I was going to throw the brickish thing through the nearest window.
I mean, christ! Tennis?? The most boring sport on earth? THIS is the subject?? A self-involved high school TENNIS PLAYER with the least charming verions of Tourette's? I'd rather watch two foul-mouthed nine-year-old's playing Pong.
The real shame of that book is that it was too goddamned big to burn inside the house.
Of course, ymmv :) *long exhale*
Posted by: Fes on October 28, 2003 01:58 PMWell, he ain't for everybody. And I agree that the tennis parts were the least interesting. The halfway-house/AA chapters involving Don Gately, were excellent, I thought. Plus the Quebecois wheelchair assassins were cool, too.
Posted by: jonmc on October 28, 2003 02:02 PMHow many pages does one have to read to get to those sections? I got to 350 and I never heard of no Don Gately.
Posted by: Fes on October 28, 2003 02:06 PMDon Gately was one of the dope feind/burglars who accidentally killed the canuck terrorist with the cough. He occupies about half the book.
Posted by: jonmc on October 28, 2003 02:11 PMHappy Birthday Brittney.
I'm sure I could come up with a comment but the whole dancing around in a tiara thing has me a bit distracted.
Posted by: eyeballkid on October 28, 2003 02:15 PMOh, that guy.
Half the book? HALF? That thing was like 1500 pages long. My whole life, ok maybe not Ben-n-JLo interesting, but I'd compare it any day to that incompetent ratass Gately and you could still fit it in to 250 pages and leave room over for a middle section with some tasteful nude photos. I mean, damn. *shudders*
Posted by: Fes on October 28, 2003 02:26 PMlike I said, it ain't everybody's cuppa tea. But it blew my mind.
Posted by: jonmc on October 28, 2003 02:28 PMVive la différence!
Sorry about the rant, I'm sick and cranky today. Going home early for some soup and a nap.
Posted by: Fes on October 28, 2003 02:37 PMWorst Birthday Gift of the Day:
I just got my period. And a letter informing me I didn't get that job I interviewed for.
Hooray.
Posted by: brittney on October 28, 2003 03:18 PMI just got my period.
Better than not getting it. Unless, of course, you wanted to not get it. Get it?
Posted by: ufez on October 28, 2003 03:39 PMJust for your birthday, a year's supply:
.............
Posted by: Crash on October 28, 2003 06:10 PMseriously. a letter rejecting their rejection letter.
Posted by: adampsyche on October 28, 2003 06:36 PMI got, uh, "permanently laid off" on my birthday last year. That was fun. I think you should do like adampsyche sez.
Posted by: not snot on October 28, 2003 08:45 PMHappy birthday, dear Brittney!
Here's hoping (and kinda knowing) you'll overlook the rain and sing and dance in it and carry on with your unique parade, not only today but in the great majority of all your days.
chuac!
Which is how we Portuguese and Brazilians spell the sound of a big kiss on the cheek!
Posted by: Miguel on October 28, 2003 09:19 PMHappy Birthday once more time.
Also, your friends Lambchop have been annointed the tenth greatest band in America, topping Tom Waits, Madonna and Dolly Parton.
Posted by: liam on October 28, 2003 09:37 PMHappy Birthday Brittney, and also Adampsyche, apparently.
...Oh, and condolences on the netherbleeding, I guess.
Posted by: Mars Crash on October 28, 2003 11:53 PMHappy Birthday, Brittney, and I want you to know, that I am not in the least uncomfortable right now, because I have A Good Attitude Towards Menstruation.
happy birthday britt.
i got nothing funny to attemt to say. it's prolly better that way. So, is that ok?
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