I'm trying to ID a bird I saw at lunch. It looks very much in body shape and flight like a carolina chickadee, but it was the most beautiful, delicate shade of light green with black and white wings and tail. Just lovely. And very friendly. Came and stood by me, looking at me while I was looking at her/him. The subtle green made me think it was a female, but maybe the females are more of a subtle green.

Fuck. I was making dinner, and heating up some tomato sauce in the microwave in a little glass bowl. As I was taking it out, I dropped it, and it shattered. So now my floor has a big splatter of tomato sauce, with both big pieces and shards of glass in it. How the hell am I supposed to clean this up? If I had a mop, I'd use that, then wait for the floor to dry, then sweep, but I only have a Swiffer and a broom. Any suggestions? If I were just sauce, I'd wipe it up, and if it were just glass, I'd sweep it, but I can't figure out how to clean up the combination.

Ack, Hil. I'd use a shitload of damp paper towels.

"That was my Nicorette, bitch. Now I'm really going to have to hurt you."

Don't even joke.

Huh. So is it the color that makes them dragees and not nonpareils?

Hil, pick up the big pieces of glass and throw them out. Them very carefully use a wet rag, sponge, or big wad of papertowels to sop up the sauce and push the rest of the broken glass onto a dustpan. Just have a lot of protection between you and the glass and don't push too hard.

Does that mean kaju katli is illegal here too, Betsy? It is the toxicity of the silver that caused the sissy fit, right?

Hil, this'd be the time I'd sacrifice one or more of my numerous hand towels. It might wash out, I guess.

OK, thanks. I'll try that. My towels are dark red, anyway, and really need to be washed as it is.

From Jesse's link. I alwasy thought jimmies were the chocolate sprinkle only.

OK, I've got it reasonably well cleaned up, I think. I ended up throwing away the washcloth I used, since I realized I didn't feel like dealing with the glass that was probably stuck in it. Now I just need to figure out what to have for dinner, since that spaghetti was kind of my last resort "I need to go grocery shopping" dinner.

I'm trying to ID a bird I saw at lunch.

Possibly a ruby-crowned kinglet. [link] and [link]

PB&J

Always my (sticky) last resort.