Everybody Sings and Drinks and Laughs and gets high
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krisomniacGuys, the good just keeps on rolling in.
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amchara wrote me happy schmoopy BIRTHDAY FIC! Push. It's boys wratling and discussing Very Serious Business the way all serious business should be discussed-- with one of them in a headlock.
“I don’t get you,” he says. “Didn’t you ever want anything other than this life? Something other than Dad’s crusade?”
And maybe Sam’s imagining it, but he thinks he sees a flicker of hesitation in Dean’s eyes but his voice is steady enough when he answers, “There isn’t anything else.”
Great stuff. Go check it out. Push.
~ and THEN
lyra_wing went and wrote MORE birthday fic! Tales of the Wild Country. It's the story of Sam and Dean, doing what needs to be done, sun-freckled and on HORSES! I kid you not.
There were plenty of jobs to go around. Swarms of evil creatures roamed the country, more than Sam or Dean had ever imagined possible.
They were in a different world now.
Brilliant premise, and I'm not going to give it away by saying more. Go read. Tales of the Wild Country.
~
This one may not have been specifically for me, but all the same.
The Belmont on Saturday was a classically BRILLIANT Race. Part of me wishes I had gone down to see it (I usually do), though I had a restful weekend up here, too. Curlin was the even-money favorite in the 1.5 mile race. He made his move, cutting through two horses on the rail.
But Rags to Riches, the only filly in the field of seven, was strong on the outside. Even after stumbling out of the gate, she held on. She and Curlin duelled it out until the bitter end where she WON BY A HEAD!
The first filly to win the Belmont stakes since 1905!! GIRL HORSEY POWER FTW!!!
It made me very happy.
~
I also made yummy banana cake with cream cheese frosting for a work cookout Saturday night. Comment for the recipie.
amchara wrote me happy schmoopy BIRTHDAY FIC! Push. It's boys wratling and discussing Very Serious Business the way all serious business should be discussed-- with one of them in a headlock. “I don’t get you,” he says. “Didn’t you ever want anything other than this life? Something other than Dad’s crusade?”
And maybe Sam’s imagining it, but he thinks he sees a flicker of hesitation in Dean’s eyes but his voice is steady enough when he answers, “There isn’t anything else.”
Great stuff. Go check it out. Push.
~ and THEN
lyra_wing went and wrote MORE birthday fic! Tales of the Wild Country. It's the story of Sam and Dean, doing what needs to be done, sun-freckled and on HORSES! I kid you not. There were plenty of jobs to go around. Swarms of evil creatures roamed the country, more than Sam or Dean had ever imagined possible.
They were in a different world now.
Brilliant premise, and I'm not going to give it away by saying more. Go read. Tales of the Wild Country.
~
This one may not have been specifically for me, but all the same.
The Belmont on Saturday was a classically BRILLIANT Race. Part of me wishes I had gone down to see it (I usually do), though I had a restful weekend up here, too. Curlin was the even-money favorite in the 1.5 mile race. He made his move, cutting through two horses on the rail.
But Rags to Riches, the only filly in the field of seven, was strong on the outside. Even after stumbling out of the gate, she held on. She and Curlin duelled it out until the bitter end where she WON BY A HEAD!
The first filly to win the Belmont stakes since 1905!! GIRL HORSEY POWER FTW!!!
It made me very happy.
~
I also made yummy banana cake with cream cheese frosting for a work cookout Saturday night. Comment for the recipie.
