it's not as if all that wouldn't be getting back into the environment anyway.
Sure, but it's being put back untreated. And while the ocean is large, depending on where they discharge it, it can still pose a problem to shoreline communities. You don't want to know what the Navy used to dump into the lagoon on Diego Garcia.
It's okay, Lee. I'll make do with what I have if I can't find cake flour nearby. But thanks.
I did get your e-mail, and will work on it presently.
Blockbuster to die? I hope it doesn't take Netflix with it.
For anyone with 2MB download bandwidth to spare: Wet Men 2005 calendar.
In case it helps, my flour is from Swan's, and comes in a red box. I think looking near the cake mixes, which someone mentioned upthread, might be a good idea.
Sadly, your wet men link didn't work for me.
I'll check Bristol Farms again. But Ralph's definitely didn't have it this morning.
Try this link: Wet Men 2005 calendar.
Being the truck watcher is the best job ever.
I need to keep that in mind next time I'm asked. Because I hate moving.
Safeway had cake flour. And tsunami donation cups they were actively promoting.
I managed to do everything but clean. Miracle of miracles. Am now paying bills and I don't know what my rent is (goes up if I go off lease, which I'm doing because ...well, if $720 loss a year doesn't convince me to start house shopping, nothing will.) Also need to switch gas to my name. Sigh. OTOH, I'm relieved to see that only the vacant apartments are using less gas than I am. Somehow I've become ok with my apartment being 68 -70. Of course, it hasn't gotten damned cold and blustery yet. It hit 70 yesterday!
I may be dead from that calendar.
I need to keep that in mind next time I'm asked. Because I hate moving.
It's a much better job in good weather, but really, not so bad. Last time friends self-moved, I was the truck watcher/unloading facilitator, and that wasn't so bad, either -- I didn't have to move anything further than the length of the truck. Also, I had no problem boycotting moving certain things, like boxes of records (which weigh a ZILLION POUNDS).
Wow, those men are, erm..wet.
I'll be in Lee's bunk.
Oh, ita. You're just dangerous.
Dayum.
Is that link to share?
Last time I helped someone move, I carved a large chunk out of my shin and bled all over the chair I was moving before realizing it. Time before, I ripped my toenail. It's hazerdous duty for me.