Since I almost certainly won't be around tomorrow, let me be the first to say:
Happy Birthday, ND!
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.
Since I almost certainly won't be around tomorrow, let me be the first to say:
Happy Birthday, ND!
Wolfram, today I'm having trouble with LiveJournal (cc: Sean), not gmail, but when I get those messages, I usually decide to be impatient, refresh, and get right in. Have you tried being impatient?
Doesn't take much effort for me, Cindy. But for once, impatience is not my friend. And neither is patience. Ima try a reboot.
ita, I had no idea you didn't have a microwave. If I did, I would have given you mine. My new place has one built in. I ended up taking my old one with me, but it is likely just going into storage.
It's only one of my accounts that won't log in. THE ONE I HAVE TO EMAIL OUT MY INTERVIEW RESPONSE FROM. Fuck!
It's only one of my accounts that won't log in. THE ONE I HAVE TO EMAIL OUT MY INTERVIEW RESPONSE FROM. Fuck!
Well, if you absolutely have to have it sent out from gmail, you could email it (using another account) to someone else and then have that person log into your gmail account and sent it for you.
Betsy -- I have a KitchenAid mixer, an ice cream machine with dual vats, a crock pot with a timer, a 400 watt hand blender, cordless electric kettle, and one of those one-handed pepper grinders. Am not averse to the kitchen gadgets. However, West LA kitchens? Way short on counter space.
You need a vacuum sealer. I just vacuum sealed a bunch of meat last night, it's cool and stuff lasts forever.
Thanks tommy but it wouldn't work. I just tried logging into that particular account from another computer - no dice. And I can get into my other couple of gmail accounts from this computer - no problem. There must be something in that account that's messing with the process.
Just tried POP access too. No love.
You know, I'm realizing that my notion of deep-frying seems to require breading.
Clearly you've never attended White Trash Night with me back at the ranch. The menfolk cook the meats in the turkey fryer out in the driveway and the womenfolk (some barefoot & pregnant!) make macaroni and cheese and corn on the cob in the kitchen. We drink of beer from the kegerator using Kool-Aid pitchers to transport it. We also drink of the rum and the whiskey. Froofy drinks are mocked heartily. We partake of the food, gather in the living room, and order of the WWF Raw.
I do need a vacuum sealer. There just isn't a kitchen gadget I don't need. Stuff lasting in my house isn't so much an issue though.