Head on out to the Froggy Bottom Diner
The Froggy Bottom Cafe is fully stocked.
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Dance Hall Open’s at 9! Free Beer!
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Please recommend (and unrecommend the Cafe/Lounge from earlier)
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May the 4’s be with you
CLOSED! – Froggy Bottom Diner.
I didn’t know this was a fancy place! I have nothing to wear.
No, this is just the Diner. The Dancing’s later. You have plenty of time to put something together.
And since Olivia commented on my not doing a green picture in the last cafe, here’s some green to go with yours (I love that rainy day picture).
. . .And I like it too.
I think it links to the full size (if I did it right)
Have you been having a nice day? I’m feeling pretty lucky since there was plenty of road construction on the interstate but no bad traffic.
It almost looks like you took it with a fisheye lens or the trees are sliding down into the ravine.
It’s a really steep hillside and I’m shooting straight up so I think that what causes it to look like that.
(and in anticipation mode: I made the reservations for dinner at Story.)
Ok, I’ll start starving myself right now so I can eat massive amounts of expensive food.
Did you tell your family you’ve invited some random stranger from the internet to your home?
I was an internet stalker.
My mother still thinks I met Mr. Nature in a porn chatroom. All she knows of the internet is those eyewitness news stories about porn chatrooms.
LOL — one of my Unbossed blogmates came to visit us and my mother is still very confused about it. Every time it comes up, my mom asks me to explain again how I know her.
I’d never straighten out — too much fun (well for you, maybe not for Mr. Nature).
It is really fun watching his face (and ears and ever more balding head) turn red.
Should this be a men’s helmet night?
What kind of place do you think this is? We are all very genteel here.
Of course your are and I would never say anything different. I have a feeling shoulder pads might be needed tonight.
Only if you’re stuck in an 80’s movie with bad fashion.
welcome to my world. 🙂
(giggle)
KB I’m holding you responsible for my protections.
They treat poor old FM like a punching bag from time to time. 🙂
You just sit right here, FM — I’ll keep you safe.
I might ask you to help carry in the kegs at 9, though.
That’s no problem. That’s the reason George and I are here.
Feather bra, sparkly glove, black fishnets? 🙂
A little overdressed ya think?
Really, your breasts are still perky enough that the bra is superfluous.
That’s because I have a manzere underneath. 🙂
That’s ok – we like our men dumb but with perky breasts.
Just as long as you count the lift and seperate.
I’m very dull.
I don’t know of one dull person in here, well with the exception of the serial napper. 🙂
Well there you are, if I’m not a serial napper, I don’t know who is.
Really, really wonderful.
That’s bee-u-tee-ful.
I got sidetracked between cafes … Had to go and get Stanley.
Yes, Jim is watching the game. I’m listening.
Hey, Katiebird! Great having you hosting the cafe! What’s for dinner?
It was nice to have diane do an anniversary cafe on Wednesday but I missed yours.
Oh, thank you, Andi. I missed doing the cafe, too, although I really enjoyed Diane’s. I just can’t believe it’s been a year already!
You don’t look a day older!
Why thank you, SN. My boundless immaturity makes me appear much younger in writing.
Mine too! I guess we all know that secret – at least those of us who hang in the FBC.
Hi Izzy: Here’s your choices . . .
It all looks too tempting — can I order both and split it with someone?
By the way — the Taco plate is my dinner tonight.
In case you couldn’t tell from my above comment, I’m really hungry — about 15 minutes away from my r/l dinner being ready.
My mom used to drive golf balls in our backyard until the day she got carried away and sent it into the kitchen window while I was sitting in front of it.
Interestingly, the golf ball bounced off the window but it shattered anyway.
We just call it “aerating the lawn” although the divots are somewhat larger than I prefer.
Imagine this. Forty-five geeky engineers forced to wear Hawaiian shirts and leis, carrying briefcases and being led around Disneyworld by people with light sabres. Even the cat looks embarrassed to be wearing Mr. Nature’s lei.
Your cat is very patient.
Not really – you can see in her eyes that she’s just about to freak. Now she’s sleeping on top of the lei, next to my monitor.
Matches the lei … 🙂
I planned that.
My non naps are catching up with me. It’s time for a short nap.
Later.
Oh, sure — Bust the margins and run.
Come to the Froggy Bottom Dance Hall