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uberaeryn is yellin' "Yee-haw" and "Woo-hoo!" and "Evil Hand!"? Christian Kane does.
Doing charity stuff for Oklahoma Preferred Hospice is good, m'kay? And when you're Christian Kane playing celebrity softball with soap stars, that guy who dated Ashlee Simpson and that dude, what's his name, that was in Blue Lagoon, it's also an opportunity to make Uberaeryn and Crazydiamondsue stand out in the hot, hot sun and pretend they know something about softball.
We think he played shortstop. Or dog something. Whatever it is when you stand between first and second base and grope yourself a lot.
Soelcazavampiros agreed to shuttle Uberaeryn and me to The Brick to see CK play ball. We loaded up our Angel S5 inserts, a sharpie and lipgloss and we were on our way. To be like, three of maybe 100 people there. Oklahoma advertising sucks ass. But yay for us!
Uberaeryn, of course, was the first to spot CK come off the field to take pics, and ran to get in line. Then he went to play again (we, uh, had to be there for the one celebrity who was actually playing the game - 2 runs and 3 outs - and that was just by the 5th inning!) So he comes over, gropes Aeryn, who groped back, the camera breaks under the weight of their combined pheromones and UST, and then he comes back, gropes Aeryn again, and the photographer's gone. So then he gets kinda diva and won't come back until he gets slammed in the head by something (a fly ball? Cris Judd's ego? We're not sure) so he's good and bloody and sweaty to take pics with us!
He signed Aeryn's Angel insert right on top of Spike's head. Which made them both giggle. (Pic below to prove.) Aeryn said, "That's okay, I'm not planning on meeting James any time soon," and he snarfled harder.
Then I sat like a deer in headlights, shoved my boobs (totally unintentionally) into his face and then the sharpie was out of ink and he couldn't sign my insert (insert, snerk, naughty) except for a vauge "C" that only I can see. So Uberaeryn groped him 3 times, had quite the chat, and I overcompensated with my boobs of doom. Pics follow:
Uberaeryn and Christian Kane.
The BOOBS of Crazydiamondsue featuring Christian Kane.
Christian Kane *is* Spike!
Christian at bat. That boy rocks.
3rd time's a charm for Uberaeryn, as photo girl is gleeful for the thwarted fangirls.
Yet more of the Uberaeryn/CK grope fest.
Wow. How old is that headshot?
Uberaeryn and Crazydiamondsue - BFF 4-Eva.
Crazydiamondsue and Crazydiamond Caza.
Gleeful (CK touched me!) Uberaeryn and Dork!Caza (who didn't want CK to touch him, and only went for snowcones and promised back rubs.)
We were totally gonna make up stories involving us (sans Caza), CK, and the white stretch Hummer outside the ballpark, but Caza's like right here, dude. (So more on that later.)
Oh, and an apology tostoney321, whose daughter's birthday party I interrupted to call and squee about CK groping himself at first base.
Don't you wish *YOU* were cool and lived in Oklahoma???
uberaeryn is yellin' "Yee-haw" and "Woo-hoo!" and "Evil Hand!"? Christian Kane does.Doing charity stuff for Oklahoma Preferred Hospice is good, m'kay? And when you're Christian Kane playing celebrity softball with soap stars, that guy who dated Ashlee Simpson and that dude, what's his name, that was in Blue Lagoon, it's also an opportunity to make Uberaeryn and Crazydiamondsue stand out in the hot, hot sun and pretend they know something about softball.
We think he played shortstop. Or dog something. Whatever it is when you stand between first and second base and grope yourself a lot.
So
elcazavampiros agreed to shuttle Uberaeryn and me to The Brick to see CK play ball. We loaded up our Angel S5 inserts, a sharpie and lipgloss and we were on our way. To be like, three of maybe 100 people there. Oklahoma advertising sucks ass. But yay for us!Uberaeryn, of course, was the first to spot CK come off the field to take pics, and ran to get in line. Then he went to play again (we, uh, had to be there for the one celebrity who was actually playing the game - 2 runs and 3 outs - and that was just by the 5th inning!) So he comes over, gropes Aeryn, who groped back, the camera breaks under the weight of their combined pheromones and UST, and then he comes back, gropes Aeryn again, and the photographer's gone. So then he gets kinda diva and won't come back until he gets slammed in the head by something (a fly ball? Cris Judd's ego? We're not sure) so he's good and bloody and sweaty to take pics with us!
He signed Aeryn's Angel insert right on top of Spike's head. Which made them both giggle. (Pic below to prove.) Aeryn said, "That's okay, I'm not planning on meeting James any time soon," and he snarfled harder.
Then I sat like a deer in headlights, shoved my boobs (totally unintentionally) into his face and then the sharpie was out of ink and he couldn't sign my insert (insert, snerk, naughty) except for a vauge "C" that only I can see. So Uberaeryn groped him 3 times, had quite the chat, and I overcompensated with my boobs of doom. Pics follow:
Uberaeryn and Christian Kane.
The BOOBS of Crazydiamondsue featuring Christian Kane.
Christian Kane *is* Spike!
Christian at bat. That boy rocks.
3rd time's a charm for Uberaeryn, as photo girl is gleeful for the thwarted fangirls.
Yet more of the Uberaeryn/CK grope fest.
Wow. How old is that headshot?
Uberaeryn and Crazydiamondsue - BFF 4-Eva.
Crazydiamondsue and Crazydiamond Caza.
Gleeful (CK touched me!) Uberaeryn and Dork!Caza (who didn't want CK to touch him, and only went for snowcones and promised back rubs.)
We were totally gonna make up stories involving us (sans Caza), CK, and the white stretch Hummer outside the ballpark, but Caza's like right here, dude. (So more on that later.)
Oh, and an apology to
stoney321, whose daughter's birthday party I interrupted to call and squee about CK groping himself at first base.Don't you wish *YOU* were cool and lived in Oklahoma???
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Date: 2005-05-22 02:18 am (UTC)From:Yeah, they're trying to legalize tattooing, but you could just be like Caza and drive to Texas, only 3 hours away. Caza's tattoo? "Sue" in Old English script. Awwww. :)
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Date: 2005-05-22 02:51 am (UTC)From:Not gonna cut and braid CK's sweat? You could sell it on ebay.
*ahem*
Ummmmm. NO. I don't actually LIKE Texas. And we got pulled over and searched in Oklahoma and the cop was all 'i found ten pounds of heroin last week in this guys spare tire' *lifts plastic garbage bag that is full of stuff* 'what's in here?'
'dirty laundry - you wanna look through it?'
'nah'
*thank god, that's where i hid the heroin!!*
*snerk*
We have him a shop shirt and he let us off with a warning.
You all should drive up here - Missouri - and have Cat tattoo you. And we could have dead cow for dinner under the giant Fiberglass steer.
:)
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Date: 2005-05-22 02:57 am (UTC)From:*snerk*
Bwah! I didn't know you were in Missouri! And having seen some of Cat's artwork, I'm tempted. Massively. Dead cow!!! Hmmm...perhaps a stop during our summer trek to DC/Maryland/New York/Massachusettes? Ah, Caza, how I love thee - letting me plan the summer vacation around my flist...hee!
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Date: 2005-05-22 03:07 am (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2005-05-22 03:14 am (UTC)From:That would be spiffy!
Cat doesn't work on wednesdays and thursdays.
:)
*bounce*
Yes. Dead cow at the Sirloin Stockade!
Oh look, it's an Oklahoma Classic!
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Date: 2005-05-22 02:10 pm (UTC)From:*fumes*
8th Generation. Right here. If you pass through, I'll buy you enough margaritas and nachos to make you change your mind.
*plots*
*loves home state liek whoa*
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Date: 2005-05-22 04:39 pm (UTC)From:*ahem*
My sister lives in Plano. I've visited. I just...don't care for it much.
I like water, and mountains, and rain, and cold. Seattle. Maine. Scotland.
And, i'll admit, i have an irrational hate 'issue' 'cause of The Shrub. I wanna kick him back to Texas and tell him to STAY THERE.
Now then. Nachos? Yes. Margaritas...no. Don't drink! But i like horses. You have horses in Texas, right? Take me riding, feed me nachos, i'm putty in your hands.
:)
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Date: 2005-05-22 05:01 pm (UTC)From:So, no margaritas... Sweet tea? Pepsi? Nachos. Check.
That being said, those of us *from* Texas know that Shrub AIN'T no Texan. Being a Conn. native and BUYING property in Texas and adopting a fake accent don't make you Texan. So, let's dump him... In the ocean? But please, not here.
Horses! I live close to a huuuuge ranch, we'll figure something out. I love me some Equine.
*pinches you, buys you sparkly things*
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Date: 2005-05-22 05:09 pm (UTC)From:Sparklies!!
*dances*
Yes yes, The Shrub in the ocean!
Or - better yet - outer space!!
*la la la*
Juice! I do juice. And gingerale. I am a weird sort of person. Orangejuice and gingerale mixed, and a big ole' plate'o'nachos!
And then horses. Glorious horses!!
*bounce*
See? I love you already.
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Date: 2005-05-22 11:41 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-05-23 12:04 am (UTC)From:I'm all for that.
*shields poor Gene from the vile and pernicious Shrub*
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Date: 2005-05-23 12:19 am (UTC)From:*snerk* Yep, that's the one!
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Date: 2005-05-23 01:04 am (UTC)From:Perfect, then!
:)