Tonight I discovered that the whole "crazy or hands-free cell phone?" question is harder to answer when the person in question is commenting on your grocery items in the checkout line.
Chekov does indeed rock. And it was very nice to have tommyrot and Miriam come to the show tonight.
Here is an interesting review of Revenge of the Sith (or How Darth Vader Got His Costume)
Scroll down to "May the Rules be With You"
t pulls the sleeping Natter back over her head
t grumbles and demands coffee
See, this is the point where I would playfully say, "punches ita," but then I remembered it was ita and I didn't want to die, even online.
As I am drinking iced coffee, and will be drinking same until at least early October, I am not jealous of the Blue Mountain, b/c I wouldn't want to diminish its full impact by making it verra cold. For now, Trader Joe's Double Dark will do me just fine.
And, oh my fucking god, I have to steam clean my bedroom carpet today. I'm already sore from lugging the thing in and then using it in the living room o' filth yesterday (though it IS about 300% better -- all of the carpet is once again the same color). Meh. I mean, I don't *have* to, but since I paid $20 to rent it and $10 for the cleaning solution, and I have to return it by 6:30 p.m. today, I will by God get all the use out of it that I can.
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Perkins, it occurs to me that you were one of the lucky ones who got to see my patchwork-stained carpet. Try to imagine it clean. (Freaky, no?)
And then, if I can still move, I'ma go see Mr. & Mrs. Smith tonight.
Now I'm curious about iced Blue Mountain. Do you just make it and chill it, or is there magic?