Mother Abigail OR Randall Flagg?

Mother Abigail.

Fresh-made biscuits!
Also you'd be less likely to get killed.

Vegas. I can't stay away from the Roulette tables.

Flagg was too creative. All the luxuries and twice the wackness. No thanks.

Mother Abigail. No contest at all. Mother Abigail.

Looks like Kristie'll be playing roulette by herself.

Flagg'll be there. Just try not pissing him off. Paranoids are fun, but only from a distance.

Mother Abigail.

Her character was awesome and the description of her cooking was mouth watering.

Flagg can bite my ass.

I don't think I could ever live in a land-locked state. I'd probably grab a nice ocean-front summer home in Greenport or Long Beach Island, and spend winters down in Florida. That way I could tool around the Bahamas and set up a nice resort. I'd then sell timeshares to all the good folks out West.

Plus Flag in the miniseries= tight pants and bad devil-head special effects. Not a turn on.

Well, hell, given that I know the ending of course I'm down with Mother Abigail. But if I was actually in that situation, I'd probably be a sucker for rampant debauchery in America's playground during the post-apocalypse. Until all the killing and maiming and the pain the the glaven started, because I'm actually pretty squeamish about seeing that stuff in person.

I love Vegas, but only for a couple of days. Too damned dry.

Perks said:

I love Vegas, but only for a couple of days. Too damned dry.

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See, I live in the center of humidity heaven. Dry heat isn't all that bad to me, especially when tempered by a bombardment of electric extravagance.

I from DC and it's humid as hell, so I thought 'oh-but-it's-a-dry-heat' sounded okay. Got off the plane in Nevada and felt the desert licking my eyeballs and knew I was going to be a very pale raisin in short order.

Still, I go back whenever I can.

Jeez, Kevin. Yer gonna make me Google.

Perks said:

I from DC and it's humid as hell, so I thought 'oh-but-it's-a-dry-heat' sounded okay. Got off the plane in Nevada and felt the desert licking my eyeballs and knew I was going to be a very pale raisin in short order.

Still, I go back whenever I can.

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The imagery there was awesome, I have to say.

Anyhow, yeah, I used to have this debate with my homegirl when she lived in Vegas. I never visited her during the dead of summer, only in the fall, and she likewise never came to S.A. during one of our classic 100+ degree, so humid the city has actually turned into a giant bowl of soup August days, so we could only suppose and never be certain. I must admit, the desert licking my eyeballs sounds unpleasant, but wearing the sun like it's a hot-water-dampened wool sweater is kinda unpleasant too...

Jcomp said:

but wearing the sun like it's a hot-water-dampened wool sweater is kinda unpleasant too...

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See? We're both geniuses.

That makes me wish August would never come.

But here in Asheville, it's wonderful. Not too hot, not too cold and very few bugs! I can hardly believe I'm in the South.

I'm with Mother Abagail, for sure.

Not too much debauchery in Vegas, anyhoo. They were more like clean-living Nazis. (Remember the crucifixtions for drug use? Ouch) Which would appeal on a certain level, except for the whole "we're evil" thing, and we'll kill ya if you're doing something we don't like...

Mother Abigail.

Mother Abagail pooped dry leaves and twigs. That's my kinda woman.

Laws yes, M-O-O-N spells KTC. Everyone knows that.

Who are these people? (Maybe I am too young for KTC's threads)

Turkey Lurkey said:

Who are these people? (Maybe I am too young for KTC's threads)

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MOther Abigail - gud. Flagg - evil.

For...what? Who are these people? Can I just have some pie, instead? Or pudding? Or both pudding and pie? Or maybe pudding pie?

*sigh*

M-O-O-N, that spells ignorant. Laws Yes.