Is the Lounge down?

I keep getting error reports.

yesterday and today.

it is for me.

:shrug:

Bugs... must be spring.

and "Is the Lounge crowned" and "Is the Lounge round"

you'll know it's back up ;-)

:woohoo:

The pizza guy is on the way so relax.

Don

I'm jonesing to get back in there.

This is a little scary for me.

We don't bite.

Much.

Don

Doesn't quite have the same ring as Release the Hounds.

forced to post in GD. This is all part of Skinner's master plan. . .to make us educated.

I am the duck

Water runs off our backs. . .except GD scares the bejeezus out of most of us.

You think we can get a Please Remove thread stared in here?

And then LynneSin could start a "Remove the Please Remove" thread.

Without the Lounge GD could become HUGH!!111!!! I'm series!

I really want to start a "douchebag" thread, or a "non-sex" thread.
but
I really wanna start cloning the GD threads

This is very scary, guys!

I never post anywhere else........almost never!

I need a hug...:hug:

:scared:

:-( :scared: :hug:

Doomed to wander forever in these big, grown-up, scary forums!

LBN too?

Here's some hugs for you....you need them as much as I do!

:hug: :hug: :hug:

but it's nice to see you here.

no worries--it'll be ok.

democratic undergroud is the best party house in town

the lounge: the basement of the party, dim lights, lots of smoke & alcohol, bean bag chairs, people slumped back on the couch talking & laughing and digging each other, a handful of folks dancing, filled with a lot of heavy atmosphere and mystery. people kick back down here in the basement, put their feet up, snuggle and cozy up. there are bowls of chips and bags of pretzels on the coffee table. someone spilled popcorn on the floor--no one cares. one loud mouth guy stumbles down the stairs and the people who have been talking on the couch look at him and begin throwing popcorn in his direction. he laughs hard as he makes his way over to the couch and sits down awkwardly in someone's lap.

general discussion: the kitchen of the party. a place people head off to when they want a casual, relaxed, homey atmosphere, brighter lights than in the basement, you can grab something to eat or drink while you catch up with your friends and have diverse conversations--some serious, some rather amusing, some just want to make you guffaw. someone takes the jar of green olives out of the fridge and stands by the window eating them. someone is using the phone. someone else is making a pot of coffee. the conversations never slow. when someone suggests ordering pizza only a couple people think it is a good idea and then it is forgotten. the conversations are too intriguing to not be a part of them for even a minute.

general discussion politics: the living room of the party. the entry way. rather serious, don't want to let your hair down too much in the living room. someone has a drink tray so you can grab a drink without having to go into the kitchen...yet. fairly sober discussions going on here. meet and greet with an air of formality. a few people still have their coats on. the closet is jammed with coats--someone tossed a jacket on the floor by one of the big chairs. no one cares. voices grow loud, conversations get rather heated, someone is telling someone else to back off. the room quiets down a bit. a couple people head into the kitchen.

latest breaking news: this is the front lawn of the party--some are so busy rushing around there just isn't time to go into the house. you park your car and head to the party but before you get inside there is a buzz of information happening--people gathered in groups speaking in hurried whispers (it's dark outside--you don't want to wake the neighbors). there is an urgency in the air. some folks dash into the house to get out of the way of the newsflashes, others say out here all night in the chilly air. if a new arrival asks the question: what's happening? they are bombarded with numerous answers (there is always a lot happening). some smile politely and hurry inside the house. others, interested or intrigued, stay here for quite awhile.

all the other groups gather in the various bedrooms and hallways for more private and specific conversations. some are silly, some are serious. there is someone crying in one of the bedrooms. but that person is not alone--two others are there offering quiet words of comfort.

in all, the party is the usual success. by the time the sun comes up there are still hangers-on, scrambling eggs and making toast. some of the people who had fallen asleep in the basement have come upstairs for something to eat. one of them has found a pair of slippers in one of the bedrooms. a few go back down to the basement and sit with their legs crossed while they eat a plate of scrambled eggs and watch cartoons. one of them contemplates maybe turning on a game show. a few folks sit around the kitchen table (too tired to stand) and continue talking between bites of toast and sips of coffee. two people are left in the living room. they are eating donuts and sitting across from each other in two large matching chairs. neither is saying anything. they hear a car door slam and one looks out the living room window. someone gets out of their car and heads up to the house. but before they open the door someone else rides up on a bicycle. they begin talking near the sidewalk, their voices are low, one is shaking their head in disbelief, they gesture, they come inside, they tell the two folks in the living room what's going on, and head back outside to wait for their friend. the two in the living room start a conversation, one of them goes into the kitchen for another donut and passes the information along to the others seated at the table.

lather. rinse. repeat.

and smile!

This post of yours is, without exception, the best and most beautifully written description of DU that I have ever seen...

Bravo, sweetie!

Thank you for it.....

I wish I could K&R this post....

Come play in the Lounge now and then....

I know you'd be a first-rate addition!


:party: :toast: :bounce: :bounce: :toast: :party:

:hug:

*shakes*

I'm pissed off enough today...fucking so-called "pro-life" assholes pissing me off... Canada is looking good now...

I need my Lounge fix!!!!

Oh well...til then I'm making lattes! :donut:

I have a craving for a large chocolate chip cookie also. May mean a trip to Dunkin dounts.

Kindly speak for yourself, sir!

I am no miscreant!

:spank:

I so want to clone threads here though