WHAT YOU NEED TO DO

You need to take a cruise.

(Thanks to Ted Habte-Gabr)

Comments

[Mad Scientist]

I have Godiva dark chocolate....mmmmm

[Susan]

D'Art, I'm here. For a moment anyway...vino, please? Not a successfull night here at work. My fingers don't seem to want to work right, and recording did not go too terribly well. Maybe Thursday will be better.

Although...I never could get the hang of Thursdays...

[Polly]

*Gives Susan and Mad a big ol' Texas sized glass of vino*

What's up, Mad?

[Mad Scientist]

*looks around for some tight hot body to lick her Godiva Chocolate off of...

[Polly]

Anybody want some cheetos? I'm finding they go just right with this nice red...

[Mad Scientist]

Thanks for the wine Polly. Nothin up got all the laundry sitting here. Clean but needs to be put away, and the bed remade, and my work finished for the conference next week, but I am eating Godiva instead so who cares...

*Trips a passing cabana boy and gets out the blog butter...

[Polly]

So...what do you do when you are deeply in love with somebody who is deeply in love with you, but isn't sure about being a stepfather to three young boys? Not to say he isn't willing... Not to say that he won't do his best... Just somewhat worried that this wasn't in his initial gameplan...

[Mad Scientist]

Polly based on your previous comments on him... That is just the wine talking...forgeddaaboutit

[Mad Scientist]

city council candidate here named Sukhee Kang. I love driving down the road seeing signs for Sukhee Kang everywhere. They make me giggle.

[slyeyes]

*checking in during commercial*

Hold on, Polly, let me get my crystal ball.

*waits for smoke to clear, waits for message....*

It says "follow your heart, but lead with your head."

Oy vey.

[slyeyes]

Mad...I recently travelled through Sangamon County Illinois, where a campaign sign for the county coroner had a chalk outline of a body.

Yech!!

and speaking of fake Italian accents....I keep hearing lines by Father Guido Sarducci...from SNL.

Polly....is it the wine talking or the old "in vino veritas?"

[Susan]

Polly, thank you for the wine-just what I needed. I am now going to take myself home, today has gone on quite long enough.

I can't beleive I'm still here.

Have a good night ya'll.

*grabs a cabin boy and heads off into the sunset*

[slyeyes]

(I speak Latin?!?!)

[slyeyes]

Oh, Polly, on CSI New York, Gary Sinese (pant, pant), just told Melana, "Think with your head...not with your heart."

It's a sign.

(?)

[Polly]

E pluribus unum.

Me too, Slyeyes! My objective assessment is that it is 50% wine talking, here.

[Mad Scientist]

*shares her chocolate with Polly and slyeyes

[Polly]

My head. Think with my head. My head tells me that TexEx and I are two peas in a pod. At the same time, my head is telling me I don't know for sure how he and my kids will get along. He's willing. He seems to know what he's getting into. I just want to make sure he's going to be happy.

[Polly]

You must understand that I am not concerned about how he and the kids will get along...they already like each other a lot.

[slyeyes]

How long have you known him?

Is it worth investing another 6 months to a year and including a lot of family time to see how the dynamics work?

[Polly]

I just completely contradicted myself.

Wow.

Let me clarify... I know they get along...I just don't know how that will translate into a step parent/child relationship.

[Polly]

I've known him for nearly 2 years now.

[slyeyes]

where does he want to go with the relationship?

[Polly]

*eats yummy Godiva chocolate*

Mmmmmmm.......

Nevermind. All is well.

[slyeyes]

Is it any wonder Godiva was a lady??? She knew what was really important....

(at this point Joshkr would say "being naked")

No, CHOCOLATE!!

[Mad Scientist]

yes Polly Lady Godiva fixes all woes...

[Mad Scientist]

lol slyeyes!!
Josh isn't here just us ladies and vino...

[Bismuth]

Hi MOAT

Sounds like it's been pretty exciting here the last few days. Though not necessarily in a good way. Serves me right for taking a break... stupid lab reports, tests, homework, classes, design projects, etc.

I'll catch all y'all later.

[Polly]

He wants to marry me.

I guess he plans to propose next time we hook up around, say, Thanksgiving.

[Mad Scientist]

wow Polly that is big. Are you willing to move? Is he? The boys?
Sounds like you have a lot of thinking to do over the next few months. Good luck! I wish you were coming to Vegas we could get drunk and think a lot about it.

[slyeyes]

Sounds like he's been doing some heavy thinking himself, and that he's willing to be a stepdad.

Would that be fair to say?

[Polly]

If at all possible, I'm there, Mad. I need a vacation. And nothing sounds more fun than spending it stinkin' drunk with my moaties!

[slyeyes]

I hate to bail (bale?) at this point..but I'm beat.

'night all.

Live long and prosper.

[Polly]

Yeah. I think that's fair to say, Slyeyes. I'm just not certain how sure I'm supposed to be, as a mother. I am 95% sure he'll be wonderful with my boys. Is that enough?

[Mad Scientist]

well Polly if you can decide soon tickets will be cheaper. if you buy them by Friday. And I think before you say yes you need to have a serious talk with TexEx and with your kids possibly in the same room?

[Polly]

Damn the hot college boys living in the apartment below mine! They are playing their music way too loud.

[Mad Scientist]

Polly I think your gut has the answer. I am sure he will be good to the boys.

[slyeyes]

...sounds like you want a guarantee....and in life, that just doesn't exist.

This is where the term "leap of faith" comes into play.

[slyeyes]

--night.

[Mad Scientist]

Polly send them out to CA...Ill teach them to play their music too loud

[Polly]

*Rubs hands together*

Maybe I should pay them a visit?

*prepares plate of warm cookies*

But first I have to sleep for 12 or so hours.

I think I'm hittin' the hay, myself.

Sweet dreams, moaties! Thanks for your help. I think everything will work out.

[Mad Scientist]

sweet dreams Polly.

[MeL]

:peeks around the corner:

:tip toes in:

Ahola y'all?!

[Christobol]

Capitolo venti quattro
---
I must have fallen asleep sometime after 3am, the last time I looked at the clock. Jack never showed up, and neither did the crazed possum. I did not sleep well, waking up at every little sound.

One is generally oblivious to the sounds a house makes. Houses are very rarely silent, even new ones. But if you are not listening for something, say, a crazed step-brother sneaking in to cause trouble, for example, these sounds get tuned out. The moment you are listening, however, you become aware of a wide variety of sounds. The branches scrape the roof; mice, or, from the sound of it, water buffalo, scamper in the walls; boards creak and pop, as if the house, concerned over its daytime appearance, relaxes just a bit at night. Outside, cats loudly procreate, and all manner of animals scavenge the neighborhood in search of the tasty things humans are nice enough to throw out every day.

So it was that I woke to the sound of Jill stirring upstairs, and she came down to find me with a fresh cup of coffee ready for her, looking like a man who hasn’t slept, ever.

“Morning. You look tired.”
“Morning. Really? That’s odd.” I delivered this with good humor, not the bitchy tone of the previous evening.
“You should look into a better pillow or something.”
“Thanks. I’ll do that.”
“So… I take it nothing happened last night?”
“Nothing? I battled an angry pack of elephants that are living in your walls.”
“We’ve always gotten along. What did you do to anger them?”
“I don’t think they like men.”
“Understandable. Anyways, nothing to worry about.”
“No. I won.”
“You should get some sleep.”
“I’m gonna. You coming straight home after work?”
“Yes.”
“Good, I’ll try to be here.”
“Thanks again.”
“Fuggeddaboudit.”

Jill and the girls soon left. Carly didn’t let on that she remembered peeing on the floor the previous night, but then, I wouldn’t let on either, if it were me. Feigned ignorance is one of the best defense mechanisms a person can develop.

I had to be at Harry’s for breakfast with Steve and Jim, the wonder-agents, at ten. Even though I could only sleep another hour or so and still expect to make it, I needed that hour. I collapsed on the couch.

♦♦♦

Harry’s caters to those who visit Chicago and bring too much money, which they don’t want to have to cart home. For this reason, they are very pleased to pay $18 for a plate of eggs and toast. Granted, the address on Michigan Avenue and the view of wealthy shoppers was nice, if you like sort of thing, but that’s a week’s worth of breakfast at Finny’s.

Steve and Jim were already seated in a booth drinking coffee when I arrived at five ‘til.

“Morning, gentleman.”
“Morning Frank. You sleep in a tent, with a bunch of spiders?” Jim appeared to do all the talking for this duo.
“Pardon?”
“You don’t look like you slept too well.”
“Yeah, well, I guess not.” I poured myself a cup of coffee from the carafe on the table. Ok, that was another nice touch. “So how’d it go on Mr. Sanders?”
“Eric? He’s got some money.”
”Yeah?”
“Yeah.” Steve slid the envelope I’d given them yesterday, now noticeably fuller, over to me. I glanced thru the newly added bank records.
“Wow. How’d you …” I shut up before I finished a stupid question to which no answer would be forthcoming. “Uh. How would you like to order some breakfast?”
“We already ate. Been here since about nine. Listen, we’re going to take you up on the self-surveillance offer today. Got a few things to do, and may check in on you, but let’s just meet back here tomorrow morning, same time, huh?”
“Ok.”
“Ok. Oh, and last night?”
“Yeah?”
“You go anywhere?”
“Nope.”
“You sure look like you went out.”
“Just didn’t sleep well is all. The spiders, you know.”
“Ok then. See you tomorrow, if not sooner.”
“Thanks.”
“Hey Frank.” Steve finally spoke. “Make it hurt.”
“Oh, I’m sure Elaine will.”

I finished my coffee, paid the tab, and left, heading to Finny’s for my own breakfast. On the way I stopped in to collect mail and messages at my rental cube, and to call Elaine and let her know I had a nice package for her. Jim and Steve were following, more carefully than before, and in a Camry now, but I could still pick them out. Couldn’t blame them for putting me to the test.

The day was going quite nicely, and I hoped my luck would hold out for the most important task: convincing Meyers to sponsor my undercover work on Jack. I expected to spend most of the day camped in his reception area, torturing Amy. There are worse ways to spend a day, I guess.

[Brian B]

C-bol,
Seriously, you need to adopt me. I'm clean and somewhat self-sufficient. I also hardly EVER sleepwalk and pee in the middle of the kitchen. Closets, yes. Kitchens, no.

Great episode though. I wish I had your talent.

'night Moaties!

[Kat]

C-bol... I'm getting hooked... and the good deeds thing is gonna back up on me!! 24 now.. Today was so full....

Tina .. I hope you feel better hon.. There is no excuse ever ever ever.. full stop end of sentence. Not even with provocation. My Dad taught me that, and he taught my brothers that.. so us girls (women.. I meant women) got away with murder at times.

Polly.. no one ever knows for sure if it's right, they just have to trust their (not they're) heart and their instincts to keep them on the right path. You're a strong woman, who's looking out for her kids in the most amazing way, and you will make the right decision. And whatever you do you have my best wishes for all the luck in the world.

Sly... if it continues, you have to go to his boss, because the boss needs to know this is happening. If you are uncomfortable, then, as innocent as it seems, it is a form of harassment, and you shouldn't have to worry about having deliveries made or answering your phone or door.
(Also, the boss will jump on this quick smart because if he has even one iota of business acumen, he won't want to lose a customer)

Wow... I'm feeling sleepy now.. gonna go make some stir fry for dinner ... will be back in an hour or so.. at least there won't be the same amount to catch up on .. lol

[Kat]

C-bol... I'm getting hooked... and the good deeds thing is gonna back up on me!! 24 now.. Today was so full....

Tina .. I hope you feel better hon.. There is no excuse ever ever ever.. full stop end of sentence. Not even with provocation. My Dad taught me that, and he taught my brothers that.. so us girls (women.. I meant women) got away with murder at times.

Polly.. no one ever knows for sure if it's right, they just have to trust their (not they're) heart and their instincts to keep them on the right path. You're a strong woman, who's looking out for her kids in the most amazing way, and you will make the right decision. And whatever you do you have my best wishes for all the luck in the world.

Sly... if it continues, you have to go to his boss, because the boss needs to know this is happening. If you are uncomfortable, then, as innocent as it seems, it is a form of harassment, and you shouldn't have to worry about having deliveries made or answering your phone or door.
(Also, the boss will jump on this quick smart because if he has even one iota of business acumen, he won't want to lose a customer)

Wow... I'm feeling sleepy now.. gonna go make some stir fry for dinner ... will be back in an hour or so.. at least there won't be the same amount to catch up on .. lol

[Kat]

damnit... i knew that was gonna happen.. and just like when you hear the first line of the brady bunch theme song and you have to sing the whole thing.. i still managed to double post it

Here's the story .. of a lovely lady...

[Mad Scientist]

who was bringing up three very lovely girls. All of them had hair of gold like their (not their) mother the youngest one in curls.
It's the story of a man named Brady...

Thanks for the ear wig kat!

ugggh Im out for the night. see y'all moaties soon.

[Kat]

sorry bout that hon... it was bouncing round inside my head and I just had to share

[Kat]

OK.. you guys have an election coming up .. you should probably know about this
Also if you were fans of Bloom County before its sad demise, you should check it out

[Alex D.]

Oh, wow. Finally caught up to the one that gets posts on it. The MOAT has come such a long way that it's worthy of a case study. We started out B.S.-ing about the time. Now people are doing relationship counseling and elections. The Evolution of the Thread, perhaps?

Kat -- that's why I started a blog...er...make that 5 of them. To get rid of the random thoughts floating around without forgetting about them.

Oh, and the comic -- LMAO! Or trying to, at least. Too early to inexplicably wake everyone at home yet. But that is definitely one of my favorites.

[Alex D.]

One more thing (can you tell I stayed up all night with nothing to do?)...

I don't know if this was answered yet, but I started reading the entire thread, and I noticed that nobody could figure out what "100% Brummie" meant or didn't care.

Turns out that "Brummie" refers to the British. There's even a translator.

Finally, I'd like to announce this blog's victory over the ominiscient Googlebot once again. Search: 100% Brummie

WE'RE #1!!!

[slyeyes]

*brings in carafes of lattes from Starbucks and bags of muffies from St. Louis Bread Company---I guess that's Pantera Bread Co to the rest of the world*

Help yourselves.

Woke up to hilarity this morning...it was a commercial on the radio recruiting Transportation Safety Agents for the government.

It said the "TSA Agents are those friendly people at the airport who ensure your safety during your travels"

I'm thinking of two particular ones I've recently encountered who were NOT friendly.

Loved Bloom County, Kat. That's what this Moat needs....paranoid Penguins..

[slyeyes]

You know who are good as TSA agents? Retired people. I'm serious. A few years before 9/11, I flew in and out of Shreveport, LA for several months working at a trial. Retired people served as security at the Shreveport airport and they were meticulous!! NOTHING got by them. They carefully inspected everything...even opening cosmetic jars.

At the same time, you could have walked through St. Louis security carrying a bazooka.

[slyeyes]

*Dusts off skeet loader*

*Drags in unfriendly TSA agent and loads her up*

PULL.....BLAM

If you'd been friendlier and paid more attention, I wouldn't have gotten that thing through security.

BOOGER

[slyeyes]

*loads up TSA agent who frisked her because she seemed "a little too anxious to get her sweater off the conveyor belt"*

PULL.....BLAM

*Loads up Gary Coleman*

PULL....BLAM

I was getting nostalgic.

[slyeyes]

*loads up Mike Martz*

PULL....BLAM

Had to be done (it's a St. Louis thing)

OK, I'm outta ammo and time to go to work.

[kibby F5]

We are Devo! D E V O!

[Leetie]

Whoa, Alex! Welcome back!

Now if I could only get my band to come up on Google before DB's Blog, I'll be happy. Search

[Leetie]

I just thought it might be nice to put all this into perspective this morning. But I'm not going to try putting it all into italics, so imagine the rest of this post in italics. Thanks.
...
I have to admit, this is the longest thread, The MOAT as it were....(Mother Of All Threads).....

But the 451 was done in a 34 hour period.

Challenge: Beat 451 in less than 34 hours.

I know if everyone pulls together they can do it.

Free popsicles and cough drops ( with in person instructions for use to the females) if it is done.

Posted by: Graz on April 17, 2004 12:38 AM
.....
Leetie,

We're trying to make the thread go on forever, hence the monikers:

The Thread That Wouldn't Die

The Eternal Thread

Any other numbers are a trick to keep us motivated. Can we literally bat 1000, here?

Posted by: alex on April 24, 2004 07:08 AM
...

[Leetie]

And even though she's been mostly forgotten, I'm happy to report that the BLOAT is still being valiantly defended.

*wiping a tear*

[Leetie]

Ok one more note on my nostalgia trip.

Dave D. has been trying to be "last" on the FIRST thread since June 22, 2004 3:41 pm. Ya gotta at least throw him some kind of merit badge for that! Oh and the thread started that same day at 2:09 pm. :P

[slyeyes]

In line with the Godiva-fest last night, I wanted to share this e-mail I received from my daugther. I had recently sent her some banana bread and several Godiva candy bars. My kids like the quick breads that I make and usually they ship with no problems...no such luck this time.

"Mom, you know, i know you try really really hard at being a good mom. and you do a great job at it....at times..... for future references, i don't think banana bread is "sendable". It just has an awful taste. so bad i couldnt swallow my bite, i had to spit it out. so i think thats an item we should put on the "don't send" list. thanks for trying. let's just see if i'm sick tomorrow. but Godiva's on the other hand.... very sendable. so feel free to send those any time! have a great day"

[Leetie]

Lol, slyeyes! 'thanks for trying' made me snork.

[Polly]

Slyeyes...
Tell her you'll send her a few bills next time. :-)

*Gets cup of coffee.*

I've had the past week off and it's been SOOOOO nice.

*prepares to play rousing game of Candyland with three-year-old*

[kibby F5]

I don't get it. What attracts spammers to blogs? Is it only for the free advertising space? And what "keys" them to a specific thread?

[Leetie]

Interestingly, when you Google on 'twister' and 'coconut bra,' Kaye Trammell's blog comes up before DB's.

I'm getting alot done this morning.

[Leetie]

Yes, Peri, please come back and tell us what happened!

Hi Bangi!

[Mr.Fisher]

Slyeyes funny stuff and speaking of sweaters...

I think Weezer said it best-

If you want to destroy my sweater (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Hold this thread as I walk away
Watch me unravel, I'll soon be naked
Lying on the floor (lying on the floor)
I've come undone

Hey it's only dirty if ya make it dirty, right PresidentElle sweet(suite)? ;)

Oh and Mad, Polly - Tattoo is just above the clavicle, actually there are legs on top of the clavicle, like maybe North by Northwest Clavicle (GNFARB?) Maybe I'll just have to send a damn pic, would that help?

JOSHKR - PUHLEASE E-mail AdultRampart Viewing Y Group Immediately upon reading this. Thanking you in advance. That is all.

No wait. On second thought do not send the adult Y group to me, I don't want everyone here to think I'm that shallow or that I'm just a big ol perv or anything remotely like that, cuz I'm certainly not.

(Winks at Joshkr, when No one else is looking and says no REALLY go ahead and e-mail me) ;b

[Polly]

Yeah. I haven't heard from Peri since she said there were three gunshots outside her door lastnight.

*worry worry*

[Leetie]

Now if we could only change that to Shoeab-n-Bangi day... Enjoy your holiday, Bangi!

Looks like Kaye Trammell took our advice on the decor of her blog.

[Polly]

Happy Shab-e-barat Day!!

*Toasts Shab-e-barat...whatever that is*

Can I have some ruti, Bangi?

[Brian B]

Mr. Fisher,

Maybe we should set up a Moatie Tattoos folder on the Y! group and put them in there.

(Mine is not on my clavicle, actually closer to the scapula)

[slowlayne]

The worthless word for the day is: karoshi

/ka RO shi/ [Japan]

Death brought on by overwork or job-related exhaustion .

As in: "Two weeks on book tour and Dave almost fell victim to karoshi."

Or: "She better get in the karoshi gonna get left behind."

[Brian B]

Shab-e-barat

Feel free to clarify Bangi if this is wrong.

[D'Artagnan]

Leetie,

Kaye's blog used to look like one big booger. Now it looks like hundreds of smaller round boogers.

[Mike Weasel]

Banglipedia...hee hee!

Mornin ya pack o' Moaties!

Mad, sounds like a great offer. Now I just need a housekeeper and cook...

[Mr.Fisher]

And since I'm in a wonderful mood of Plagerism.

I thought this to be quite appropriate. Just thought I'd share. Sorry for the longivity.
(And on another note, Cbol said you could just scroll down to avoid Bloating, wouldn't it be great if we could also, say for example, if you had a headache you could just right-click, or for the common cold, simply press the TAB key, or how bout when some asshat punches you in the mouth and chips your tooth and you need pain relief, you could press ESC, For Diarrhea, press ALT, CTRL, SHIFT)

Ooops, Sorry got off track there==========Too much caffeine=========and I ate two apples (they are a great pick me up btw)

Ok, I'd like to thank Gary Portnoy and Judy Hart Angelo.

And remember for Bloating, you can scroll.

The Moat(s) as Seen by the Fish

Making your way in the world today takes everything you've got.
Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot.

Wouldn't you like to get away?

Sometimes you want to go

Where everybody knows your name,
and they're always glad you came.
You wanna be where you can see,
our troubles are all the same
You wanna be where everybody knows
Your name.

You wanna go where people know,
people are all the same,
You wanna go where everybody knows
your name.

Making your way in the world today
Takes everything you've got;
Taking a break from all your worries
Sure would help a lot.
Wouldn't you like to get away?

All those night when you've got no lights,
The check is in the mail;
And your little angel
Hung the cat up by it's tail;
And your third fiance didn't show;

Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to be where you can see,
Our troubles are all the same;
You want to be where everybody knows your name.

Roll out of bed, Mr. Coffee's dead;
The morning's looking bright;
And your shrink ran off to Europe,
And didn't even write;
And your husband wants to be a girl;

Be glad there's one place in the world
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to go where people know,
People are all the same;
You want to go where everybody knows your name.

Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came...

*I'm always glad I came, you guys ALL Rock!*

[slyeyes]

Bangi...I can send you some banana bread for Shab-e-barat Day. I seem to have a lot left over.

On second thought, Godiva's might be a better idea.

*rechecks recipe to see what went wrong*

[Mike Weasel]

Ramparts and Rope... sounds like fun!

[Mike Weasel]

I got some Hostess chocolate donuts...

[Mr.Fisher]

I have a cup of cold coffee.......yuck. Nevermind.

*tries pressing CAPS LOCK button for instance hunger pains*

Nope, I'm off to lunch then.........

[Mr.Fisher]

Maybe when I get back from lunch I will turn on my spel chikr....

[Higgy]

Just don't make us ...

Taunt you a SECOND time...

Your mother smelled of elderberries and your father was a hamster....

[BigD]

Tina, I am sure we can all pitch in and eat an extra donut or two just for you. Good luck at the torture chamb... er, dentist.

[Mike Weasel]

You'll be a dentist.
You have a talent for causing things pain!
Son, be a dentist.
People will pay you to be inhumane!

If Steve Martin is your dentist, Tina, run!

[kibby F5]

Zoodle? What's up with Peri?

Concerned MOATies want to know.

[kibby F5]

Zoodle's a friend of Peri and lives in the same complex. Once she reports in we should know.

*returns Deon's stalking files*

[slyeyes]

Kibby, the last post we had from Peri was that there were three gunshots outside.

*worry*

[Mike Weasel]

Yipes!

[jamester]

I'm sure she's OK. She was safe in her apt and had time to type about the shots. As the soldiers say, if you heard it, it didn't kill you.

[kibby F5]

Yea, slyeyes, I'd gotten that. Oh, and to more fully answer your ? about CAR!

DJT was right about the technical thing ('car' filtered out) and in the Algona thread BMX started testing by posting just CAR! .

eadn & I've kept it alive. NEVER know when the net nazis will come back.

[Kat]

morning all!! did ya know today (that would be tomorrow wherever most of you are) is World Vegetarian Day?. Also, if you google "World Vegetarian Day" there is a site that is so desperate for business that it has created WVD e-cards?

[jamester]

*resumes whilstling in dark*
Well, OK, maybe I'm a little worried...

[Mike Weasel]

I'm too busy celebrating a well-known County holiday: Payday!

[Kat]

*commences reading emails*
what does it say about me that I came here and caught up first before doing ANYTHING else (other than coffee of course, but that should go without saying)

[Mike Weasel]

That's standard procedure for me...

[rhealist]

For what it's worth, none of the Winnipeg newspapers have anything on their main pages about injuries/bloodshed yesterday.

They DID however, have this little tidbit:

Playboy photographers will be focusing their lenses in Winnipeg tomorrow. More than 40 women are vying for a spot between the covers of Hugh Hefner's world-famous men's magazine. The finalists were chosen by a panel of judges at beauty and fashion contests held during September at the Empire Cabaret on Main Street.

So, maybe she's just... busy?

[Kat]

maybe that's why we haven't seen Zoodle yet today, either

[kibby F5]

Well, with Peri's Ramparts they'd better have wide angle lenses.