Clean! My apartment is clean!
Natter 32 Flavors and Then Some
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
The second shot may the "famed," but I like the first link better. Hubba. And I don't particularly care for the big beefy ones, but, hubba.
Go Tom!
Early Days of a Better Nation pointed me to Aslan Shrugged C.S. Lewis meets Ayne Rand fan fiction.
I am eating a pound asparagus with garlic.
It is good.
Sure it's good now, but you're going to have stinky pee later.
Megan, you are a sculptor right? Cause I don't believe just anyone could make rats that realistic.
Alas, I am not the decorator of that cake. It's pretty amazing, in a gross kind of way.
I fell asleep midafternoon, which is good, I guess, but it's kind of cut into my "doing anything" today.
I've never had that problem before...
Funny asparagus story. A friend of mine grew up rural poor outside of ABQ. As in roadkill, traps and whatever you could sneak from the fields poor. One staple was this weed that grew by the banks of the irrigations ditches. By the time she was in high school, she had a lot of issues related to their poverty and food was one of them.
Flash forward a good few years, she's pretty much over her issues, in grad school and is invited to this fancy shmancy expensive dinner thing. So she goes. They bring out the main course and she starts laughing. There are her ditch weeds! She'd grown up eating wild asparagus, but they just called them weeds and that had been something that was a source of embarrassment when she was young.
Heh, Animal Planet's Superbowl counter-programming is a room full of puppies just being puppies. No narration, just cuteness on the hoof paw.