True, Amych. I have trouble putting anything in other than coffee in my system before 10:00.
Angel: Lorne, you're— Lorne: Reliable as a cheap fortune cookie? Angel: I was gonna say a guy with good contacts…
'Shells'
Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.
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.
Lee - Jul 30, 2005 6:27:04 am PDT #4337 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Matt the Bruins fan - Jul 30, 2005 6:30:49 am PDT #4338 of 10002
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
How have I never bought course grain sea salt before? It is so GOOD on fresh tomatoes. Between that and just discovering Cabrales cheese, I feel like I've been living in a cave food-wise.
Laura - Jul 30, 2005 6:30:57 am PDT #4339 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.
I need to eat first thing I wake up. If you brought me a full breakfast in bed at 6AM, with mimosa, I would happily eat.
Topic!Cindy - Jul 30, 2005 6:33:02 am PDT #4340 of 10002
What is even happening?
Perkins, have a lovely trip.
How have I never bought course grain sea salt before? It is so GOOD on fresh tomatoes. Between that and just discovering Cabrales cheese, I feel like I've been living in a cave food-wise.
Gronk. Matt make cave poster hungry.
Laura - Jul 30, 2005 6:33:55 am PDT #4341 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.
crunch crunch couse salt is good stuff. OK, now I want a feta cheese and tomato omelette, with a sprinkling of crunchy sea salt. And a mimosa to wash it down. This is sad since my fridge is a cavern.
Matt the Bruins fan - Jul 30, 2005 6:36:52 am PDT #4342 of 10002
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
My brunch started snowballing after I fixed the first things. Originally I just wanted some cheese & crackers and a small tomato, but I ended up adding olives, half an avocado, and two leftover slices of veggie pizza.
Ah well, at least it was all healthy food.
JZ - Jul 30, 2005 6:38:03 am PDT #4343 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Organic medium. t /Lefty Californian
Also, in re shoes: The polkadot shoes are quite horrible, except for the black ones with gray polkadots. Those are shoes to love and cherish forever. Possibly not as much as the ones Plei exclaimed over, but very very nearly so.
Also, as Hec noted upthread, there was exactly one costume Ann-Margret wore in The Pleasure Seekers that didn't make me cry for her. It was just criminal, really.
Also, so jealous of aurelia.
Hmmm. Apparently, today is my Day of Being So Very, Very Shallow.
Steph L. - Jul 30, 2005 6:39:12 am PDT #4344 of 10002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
There is already a crowd in the airport bar.
It's pretty well established that I like a good drink from time to time, but isn't 8:00 a.m. pretty much always the wrong time for one?
Nope. Not if you hate flying. When I flew Cincy to SF for the first time (way back in 2001, I think), I flew first-class, b/c my almost-SiL was a flight attendant at the time, and I used one of her buddy passes. The flight was pretty early -- 9 a.m., I think -- and I really dislike flying, and first-class is all about the free booze, so I ordered an o.j. and Maker's Mark as soon as I sat down, and drank bourbon and o.j. the whole way there.
That is how flying should always be.
tommyrot - Jul 30, 2005 6:43:30 am PDT #4345 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
My fear is that booze will contribute to the turbulence-induced pukies.
JZ - Jul 30, 2005 6:43:47 am PDT #4346 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Also: Beers at 8:00 a.m.? Nast.
My bartender ex once had a long conversation with one of the bartenders at SFO, who told him it was in many ways a bartender's dream gig: flexible hours, even regular 8-5 if you need them, plane-phobic people fretting about their imminent deaths and eternal judgment tending to tip generously, no boring regulars talking your ear off for months on end, a huge and heavily armed security force to do your bouncing for you, and, because of the laws about airport businesses, full health and retirement benefits and union protection.
I still think about it myself sometimes, when I get fretful about my Best Boss In The World retiring and how much my present job's going to suck without him.