Okay, the petals around the rose thing drove me apeshit because I'm so literal. First I was irked b/c THERE'S NO ROSE! Then I was irked because each of my equations tanked. I kept muttering the name out loud, thought it might be a pun where "rose" = "rows," so I tried counting the number of dots on non-even numbers, because 2, 4, and 6 look like "rows." No dice. (Pun intended.)

I finally got it, but the game needs a better name. What finally tipped me off was the "Around" part of the name.

Though I figured this out faster than the fox, chickens, boat riddle.

well, soup needs to sit.

See, I never get this. DH makes a great soup called cazuela, which is a lot like chicken stew but nothing like chicken stew at the same time. So anyway, there's always stuff that needs to sit, and I being of the non-cooking clan, don't get it. Why does the stuff need to sit? He tells me the same thing every time he makes lentejas (which is kind of like lentil soup, but not).

Time to dial the local take-out.

We have to cut way back on the takeout due to the no furniture having. Even the crappy plywood stuff is expensive.

I did get it, thanks to ita and her whitefont. But I'm not sure how long it would have taken if not for that. It might just never have occurred to me. What does that mean?

I'm Emily on this one. Spoiler-armed, I got it pretty quickly, in fewer than ten tries. (One of my first bad guesses was correct by chance, so I was on the wrong track for a few rolls.)

Kat, I think I would have gotten it even faster with the alternate name. Though, shouldn't it be penguins around the ice hole?

Took me about a minute. I figured it out the way Teppy did, from the name, just a little faster.

Takeout versus furniture.

I'm going with takeout. You will be sick of the furniture, eventually. Getting sick from the takeout is cheaper.

This thread title make me start hearing that song with "99.9 fahrenheit degrees" in it. If there is such a song? Weird.

sarameg, it's a Suzanne Vega song.

Stable now, with rising possibilities.

Gah. I need help. I've nothing to wear for the LOST party. Nothing. I want something simple and sexy that accounts for the fact that I have a body like a turnip.

As soon as my taxes come in, I have to do the dreaded shopping. And I'm stumped.

At least my brain wasn't making it up. And the jump makes sense, in a patterny way. But why I'm stuck with that pattern, I know not.