Oooookay. The tales of drinking warm milk have me shuddering. Eeeeech. I can't even touch the super-processed cold stuff, much less milk au naturel.I drank it raw, but never warm. But it was a pretty farm, not one of those inhumane factory deals.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Oooookay. The tales of drinking warm milk have me shuddering. Eeeeech. I can't even touch the super-processed cold stuff, much less milk au naturel.I drank it raw, but never warm. But it was a pretty farm, not one of those inhumane factory deals.
Procedure-ma to Sail's dad.
We have snow. It's a pitiful amount of snow, and it will be changing to rain tomorrow, and of course on Friday the temps are supposed to plummet, thus rendering every wet surface a sheet of glassy ice. Gotta love our "warm" winters. Also? I have a (sinus, I think) headache from hell and I'd like it to either ease up a little or leave, now, thanks.
Grumpy. Need more coffee, which actually won't help, except in keeping me from turning homicidal rather than merely grumpy.
Need more coffee, which actually won't help, except in keeping me from turning homicidal rather than merely grumpy.
This happened even with coffee. Whoever made it this morning at the office made it very weak. I'm talking mostly-water-little-dab-of-coffee weak. Grrr.
Reason Number 48,796 I adore La Tep.
Don't blame it on Yokie!
We have separate pots for people who like real coffee and those who want the watered-down dreck. It goes a long way towards maintaining minimum safe levels of sanity around here.
gotta blame it on somethin'...
The rain?
We have separate pots for people who like real coffee and those who want the watered-down dreck. It goes a long way towards maintaining minimum safe levels of sanity around here.
We only have one pot. At first I was so glad that I didn't have to make it. That emotion changed the moment I took my first sip. After we use up the current coffee in the office I'm ordering Starbucks. Hopefully they can't ruin that.
Such a cool thing
BALTIMORE - The mystery man was dressed for the cold rather than tradition, and some spectators were not quite as respectful as in years past. But for the 56th year, a man stole into a locked graveyard early on Edgar Allan Poe's birthday and placed three roses and a half-empty bottle of cognac on the writer's grave.
Wow - that is cool.