Friday

[nightdog_barks]

Dreamed last night that I watched the Season 8 opener of House. The series had moved to the cable channel Showtime, and House had moved to Australia. Or New Zealand, I'm not sure which (sorry, Aussies and Kiwis on my f-list). Anyway, he had become a bike messenger (as in bicycle, yes, I know) and an artist. He had a girlfriend, although I never saw her, and he gave her a fire opal pendant. Also he sent a painting to Wilson, who was apparently still in New Jersey. And, this being Showtime, there was a full-frontal shot of House's wang. Which, may I say, is a very nice wang. I am not making any of this up; my subconscious was. IDEK, chiclets.

So. Need to go to the grocery store today. I'd much rather go to Australia. Or New Zealand. :-D

Comments

[warmdarkwoman]

And, this being Showtime, there was a full-frontal shot of House's wang.

Did the curtain match the carpets? *is twelve*

I have been thinking a lot about wangs lately. Maybe it's that early forties "last chance to see if you REALLY want to have a(nother) baby" thing. The answer is still "hell, no" but the wangs are nice to think about.

[nightdog_barks]

Did the curtain match the carpets?

Yup. :-D

And yeah, I remember those early-forties feelings. They go away after a while, but wangs are always nice to think about.