<p>It’s one big happy season here at the slugg house! The clumps of dead leaves and tinsel blowing in and out of the house are signs that Falloween-Giveachrist-Chunukwanza-Boxingday is finally here! </p>
<p>Oh JOY unto you and to the guy who occasionally sleeps on my couch during college breaks. I think he’s a friend of sluggson’s, and I hear he works at Whole Foods in the beer department. Thus, the Queenslugg has deemed him worthy of sleeping on her royal chocolate truffle-stained couch. :)</p>
<p>I have just plowed through a month’s worth of Alley postings. In the interest of saving time, I will summarize:</p>
<p>~ Cool pic of a totally awesome spaceship from jmmom on 12-07-06 (Post #4871).</p>
<p>~ Discussion of pc terms for “girls,” a.k.a. *women, wymmin, ladies, and goils<a href=“thank%20you,%20BHappyMom”>/i</a>. Made a mental note that “broads,” “Tittsy-Magee,” and “the chick with the jugs” were not included in the discussion.</p>
<p>~ Post #4984: A new holiday for the sluggmeister…Saturnalia. A carnival for <em>special</em> people who like to sing Christmas carols in the nude. I am one with the nekkiddness. </p>
<p>~ Raising my congratulatory flagon of grogg to PSAT scores that kick a** from Aluson, SBson, and jymson. </p>
<p>~ A toast from our last 5-liter box of Sinner’s Alley 2006 house wine-- a hearty blend of this year’s leftover drinks known for its robust nose with leather and tobacco notes-- goes to Cheer’s gradson and BHappyD’s admission to Harvard, dahlings! Double-woot! </p>
<p>~ Oh, and a bigg sluggy hugg to m&sson’s acceptance to the Creative and Performing Arts high school. Dibs on a lifetime pass to the museum of awesome talent that will be built in honor of m&sdad’s artistic kids.</p>
<p>~ Post #5040: SBMom’s translation of ghrrbll gjkllh mlghm, which means “lie down by me” --not “lie down on me” (which is how I read it the first time). ;)</p>
<p>~ Followed by SBMom’s memorable quote from a first driving lesson with SBSon: “Jesus Christ, STOP NOW!” (Post #5047) Similar to the chest-clutching utterances heard around the slugghouse after driving with the teenage equivalent of 3-year olds behind the wheel…IT’S YOUR #@!! TURN NEXT TIME! </p>
<p>~ Mental post-it note of BHappyMom’s slow decline into tweed-clad old ladydom…“Treasure these days, they grow up too fast.” (Sluggthought: Not fast enough.) --Post #5072</p>
<p>~ High-fivers to TSFH on finishing his college apps!! (Post #5089)</p>
<p>~ Partially retained commentary from BHappyMom’s Post #5093 about erecting a Christmas tree: “…being men they did not measure it.” (Wanna bet?)</p>
<p>~ Post #5106: Welcome to newbie, wecandothis! Your “pompous, sexist ass” rant on The Donald was right on, sisterwoman! The marmots were dispatched to work on his hair. They mistook it for a lopsided marmot nest.</p>
<p>~ Post #5126: Sent ibuprofen-chomping Weeniepooch a squeaky toy.</p>
<p>~ Posts #5129 & #5138: Sent Bandaids and collision avoidance systems to mommusicson and massson. Hoping that wildmen, puppies, and cars are on the mend. </p>
<p>~ Post #5135: Thinking of jym626 on a cruise ship sipping on a blue drink with a paper umbrella in it. :)</p>
<p>~ And, finally – Post #5142: TSFH lives up to his name - lol! Last September, Sluggson threatened to get his M1 and drive back and forth to college singing, Born to Be Wild, the whole way-- preferably with a fringe-clad, 30-year old poet/tramp he was hoping to meet at a local Davis coffee shop. Never did get his M1. :eek:</p>