First, a warning: Don't mix Dr. Pepper and Cranberry Vodka. It tastes like cough syrup.
Second, a story: Red and I went to see Melissa Ferrick one day at the Music Zone, which has since closed as the first in the wave of a cocaine epidemic among downtown business owners. I'm excited, since Drive is on my sex mix. So she starts playing, and I run to front of the crowd. She gets through a couple of songs, then I realize, "Hey, I wonder why it's raining on me?" So I pay closer attention to her mouth, instead of her gyrating pelvis or her fingers on the guitar, and realize, "hey, MF spits when she sings."
We fade to the back of the crowd, and I realize "hey, I don't actually like her music very much." Finally, I got tired of waiting for her to play Drive, and we left when she actually said, out loud, into the microphone, "Which one of you lovely ladies wants to come back to my hotel room tonight." And that is why I hate Melissa Ferrick.
Third, a list of links: Because I am tipsy, I give you fanfic. Lots of fanfic. None of it involving Harry Potter. Instead, we have Earth 2 pictures, ER, Discworld (Can I take a moment to impress upon you the unlikelihood of finding dwarf/werewolf fanfic?), Tipping the Velvet (actually very good), Peanuts (yes, the comic strip), The Facts of Life, The Bible (Eve/Lilith), Addam's Family Values (the best.movie.EVER.), Sweet Valley High, Fried Green Tomatoes (will make you cry), To The Lighthouse (Virginia Wolfe, only … slightly less opaque), Weeds, and discussion, and more discussion. Of these, only Tipping and Weeds are slightly graphic, if you're like my sister and prefer your femmeslash layered under acres of prose. (JK Marfie!) You see, I found a new archive, and since they have everything from Alias to Lost to West Wing, I will be a happy little fanfic reader for weeks and weeks.
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