How long do you have to preheat an oven with a pizza stone?
Maybe I've always been here.
Early ,'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
tommyrot - Aug 25, 2005 4:16:00 pm PDT #8682 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Ginger - Aug 25, 2005 4:19:50 pm PDT #8683 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
My poor brain is not doing a good job of sorting out posts about Rolling Stones and posts about pizza stones. Right now I have the pizza stones touring forever.
billytea - Aug 25, 2005 4:24:26 pm PDT #8684 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
My poor brain is not doing a good job of sorting out posts about Rolling Stones and posts about pizza stones. Right now I have the pizza stones touring forever.
You'll find that you're no closer to distinguishing between a pizza stone and Mick Jagger when we start talking about topping.
Susan W. - Aug 25, 2005 4:26:37 pm PDT #8685 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
We have achieved climbing. I looked away for five seconds while she was on the love seat and found her standing on the back of it, leaning against the window.
Heart. In. Throat.
billytea - Aug 25, 2005 4:30:18 pm PDT #8686 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
From the diary of Virginia lawyer and politician William Byrd, revealing a keen ability to prioritise:
Sept 26, 1712: "Rogered my wife, but I forgot to say my prayers."
Phrase of the day, from Capt. Francis Grose's Classical Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue, 1796.:
Take a flourish:- "To enjoy a woman in a hasty manner... To enjoy a woman with her clothes on, or without going to bed."
billytea - Aug 25, 2005 4:49:53 pm PDT #8687 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
We have achieved climbing. I looked away for five seconds while she was on the love seat and found her standing on the back of it, leaning against the window.
Wow. I mean, props for getting back to her arboreal roots, but "Hey look! I've found another means by which I can cause myself serious injury!" is not the most calming message.
DCJensen - Aug 25, 2005 5:07:25 pm PDT #8688 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Both Julia Childs and Alton Brown prefer unglazed Quarry Tiles over pizza stones. [link]
DavidS - Aug 25, 2005 5:16:18 pm PDT #8689 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
My new band is going to be called The Pizza Stones. They'll do all the early Stones hits in a cheezy Italian accent. They'll do the "Ptui!" thing a lot.
Cashmere - Aug 25, 2005 5:21:21 pm PDT #8690 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
We have achieved climbing. I looked away for five seconds while she was on the love seat and found her standing on the back of it, leaning against the window.
Heart. In. Throat.
Yup. I have the added challenge of what to do with our phone base. It's the only spot in the house where I can plug in the phone to the jack AND the electrical socket and the base is sitting on one of the end tables. Just where O can climb onto the sofa and slide on his belly over the side and onto the table. I've taken to removing the phone from the base so he can't call 9-1-1 accidentally but that doesn't stop him from playing with the buttons on the base until he's recorded several messages and paged every handset in the house.
DCJensen - Aug 25, 2005 5:38:43 pm PDT #8691 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Did Natter do 26 as a playing cards reference?
Because when we get to 9900, I want to propose Spike's Bitches 26: Only Playing with Half a Deck or Spike's Bitches 26: Enough for Kitten Poker
Or some variation therof.