Strokes of Genius, Thursday

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Katchoo was kind of sorry she'd stayed really late in town yesterday, working on the poster designs for the Art Crawl (she had to fistpump mentally when she said it -- it was like a compulsion that kind of weirded her out), once she heard the radio. Oh well. Maybe there was video.

She was still humming Queen today when she got to the shop and started working on the posters, but she'd come prepared and actually brought some Queen CDs with her. Griffin Silver'd just have to suck it up for one day.

Huh. She wondered what he was up to these days.

[OOC: The OCD set sail on the S.S. Minnow for a three-hour tour, so open. I overslept so bizarre post is bizarre . . .]

The Jasmine Dragon, Wednesday

[leafyteadragon.livejournal.com]

Humming to himself, Iroh touched a fingertip to his calligraphy to make sure the ink was dry before placing the sign in the window.

 

 

Today's Free Sample
Jasmine

It seemed like an appropriate start, and today was a good day for tea.  Just like... well, every other day.

The Jasmine Dragon is open for business!

[with no ocd. woo!]

Convenient Garden Flower Shoppe, Thursday, 26 March

[loverlyviolets]

...

"NooooOOOOOoooOOOOOoOOOOOOoooooOOOOOOOoooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooOOOoooooOOOooooooooOOOOOOoooooOooOoooOOOOooOoOoOoOOooooooooo!!!"

The sign in the window still read, of course:

Covent Garden Flowers

Eliza Doolittle, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

Now hiring for Wednesday position.

[OOC: Open!]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Thursday

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

Jan and Tether had finally found each other.

This bode some concern. The dog was well-trained, but that didn't mean he couldn't bowl the kid over if they weren't careful, so Cable spent most of his time alternating between phone calls, paperwork, and keeping a trained eye on the toddler.

It was even possible he was managing to keep an eye on the toddler while he did everything else.

[ open! ]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday [3/26]

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi and Porthos were playing a game with Gunther, not that the chef was aware of it. They would wait until Gunther was about to walk across the lobby, and then Hoshi would toss a ball at Gunther's feet. Gunther ended up having to dodge the ball and the frantic puppy chasing it.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Chicken Katsu
Spinach with Sweet Sesame Seeds
Cold Szechuan Noodles and Shredded Vegetables
Cucumber Sunomo

Luke's Diner, Thursday

[lovemykilt]

The diner staff, apparently running low on things to tease Priestly about, were trying to get him all riled up by calling him a girly cheerleader and making suggestive comments about the whole cheerleader auction thing.

Alas, Priestly seemed entirely unaffected by their jibes, this time. He was, in fact, rather cheerfully singing something about taking skinheads bowling.

Today's Specials
Hot dogs
Chili cheese fries
Fried mini apple pies

Luke's was open.

Stark Industries: Thursday

[memberslonely.livejournal.com]

Lindsay was trying to catch up on some of her e-mails today. One was from Jill chastising her for not writing. The other one was from Claire chastising her for not calling. The last one was from Cindy bemoaning the fact that she had gone behind the police tape again in search of a story and got arrested. Again.

Lindsay sighed and typed out a quick e-mail to all three of her friends

To: Jill, Claire & Cindy
From: Lindsay Boxer
Subject: Re: Where the hell have you been?

Guys,

Sorry I haven't written. Been busy fighting off winged harpies and learning to cross stitch.

More later,

-L

PS: No I'm not on drugs.

That ought to make their brains hurt.

The York Gallery [3/26]

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Eve was humming to herself as she got settled at her desk. No, she wasn't in a good mood. (Not that she was in a bad mood, it just wasn't an extraordinarily good one.) She was just... in the mood to hum.

Yes, she was odd.

She settled in behind her desk and leaned back in the chair, idly glancing through a brochure for the Less Fruitcake, More Art exhibit.

[Wait for the OCD is up! The exhibit that the link takes you is a photography one; to get to the one Charlotte's featuring, please click the leftmost box on the corner of the little viewing screen and then go to the properly titled one -- that I abbreviated 'cause I could.]

Turtle and Canary: Thursday

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Okay. It wasn't the sunniest of days in Fandom nor was it the warmest.

However some new deck chairs had come and they just looked so comfortable that Jamie decided that some product testing was in order.

Which is why anyone coming into the store today will find Jamie shirtless on a deck chair with a sun lap pointed at him with a delicious Grape Judas squishy at hand.

Not to be done, Apu was right next to him with his own frosty beverage.

Clearly Jamie is becoming a bad influence.

[NO OCD!]

The Perk, Thursday afternoon

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Jack was browsing through the auto ads while sipping coffee, trying to find a nice, dependable car. Or truck. Or delivery van. Probably delivery van to start, and once he'd gotten a few miles under his belt, he could go bigger.

[open!]

Caritas [Thursday evening]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

When Robin came in this evening, she was texting with an old friend back in Canada.

im not telling u what he wanted to do, but it was dirty she wrote.

rvrse rick moranis? came the reply. Robin just shook her head and shoved her phone in her pocket.

[new canon, ilu. I'm actually -- shock of shocks -- AROUND ALL NIGHT.]

El Burrito Loco, Thursday Night

[tyler_gone]

Tyler was still not at 100 percent as he waited by the hostess stand in El Burrito Loco.

"I won't cough on you," he promised the hostess, waving his Kleenex impatiently.

He was generous like that.

[OOC: For Tony, but it's a public place.]