Ooo! Jessica, that's close. That was the color I wanted.

However, my hair - unless hurt very badly, like with bleachings every week for a month - doesn't absorb Manic Panic well. I started with something like "Ocean Blue", and was very happy with the color (less happy with the scrubbings of the sink afterwards). The next morning, after my shower, I had Smurfblood Blue (think blue Curacao, a nice tealy color).

And that stayed.

For weeks.

I had a blue flattop. I was called "Papa Smurf" by the irritating child playing doorman at one of the goth clubs in Seattle (ye olde MachineWerks, and it was Rabbit who called me that) or Goth Smurf (cuz I refused to change my wardrobe just because my hair fought with me - and won.)

Sadly, I'm balding now, so I just buzz it off (the hair! the hair!) and leave it alone. If I were to color it, it would just look silly. I don't mind balding, I just mind looking bad before I finish my Jean-Luc Picard transformation.

doesn't absorb Manic Panic well

Mine neither -- I tried it a few times in college, but it washed out after about a day and a half. Now I use Special Effects, which lasts for weeks. Plei turned me on to it.

Is 'Smurf blood = blue' cannon? If so, I wanna see that episode.

That was a very special episode, tommyrot. You can't handle the truth.

You can't handle the truth.

The only way for that to be true was if no Smurfs were harmed....

The Smurfs, Strawberry Shortcake, Cabbage Patch dolls, and a bunch of the other treacle of my youth don't marsh my mallow, because I was just old enough to be past them, when they became all the rage.

So, what you're saying Jen is that medically, or at least scientifically, the post-bar, 2 AM cheese fry stop is necessary? Or at least, a good idea?

Yep. That's exactly what I'm saying.[1]

[1] You'll get less drunk if you do the cheese-fry stop first, and you'll be able to drink with more endurance if you do the cheese-fry stop in the middle, but the post-drinking cheese-fry stop is definitely helpful, especially if the food is consumed immediately after the last drink, while some of the booze is still in your stomach. Once the booze gets to your intestines, all bets are off.

Hello!

I'm excited because I'm braising turkey thighs in red wine. Mostly excited, 'cause, red wine. The bottle's already open...

What a day of doing nothing. I was going to do some work from home, but, whatever. I'll do it tomorrow, maybe.

Cindy, are you back from your family pow-wow? Or did the nasty turn of the weather down here make them believe in your quote-unquote "snowstorm"?

I'm listing stuff on ebay. This is kind of a pain in the ass.