Whoa. That organic plum I just finished might have been the sweetest fruit I've ever eaten. Certainly beat the chocolate and the cupcake I've also had today.
My experimentation with organic fruit continues...
'Objects In Space'
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.
Whoa. That organic plum I just finished might have been the sweetest fruit I've ever eaten. Certainly beat the chocolate and the cupcake I've also had today.
My experimentation with organic fruit continues...
Hello, peeps. flea is back, and so am I. (I gave up and skipped like a demented marathoner, so I have no idea what you all have been talking about.)
The only place I know the "crunchy on the outside, chewy on the inside" line from is the Far Side, when one polar bear says it to another, while they are slurping up the contents of an igloo. But I bet Gary Larson is riffing on something I just don't remember.
Work! Why do people have to do work? Why can't we all just play all day? I mean, and not get fired?
Oh ita we had some peaches that were like that a week or so ago. They were so very good.
Thanks Wolfram!
I'll pass that on to my friend.
DAWN! Next time I'll email you before we go. I don't know where the Chart House is... but it would be fun to paddle over to you.
Kat Neato!!! We're only one basin over from Mother's Beach so if you can avoid the crazy drunk boaters we're really close.
If I had to have a lorakeet pulled out of my cleavage, I'd be laughing too hard to notice anyone laughing at me, I'd think. I'll have to try it some time....
you can avoid the crazy drunk boaters we're really close.
Oh.mi.god! You just reminded me.
So, as we were paddling, we passed a medium sized power boat, maybe 20 feet, maybe more. Nothing super fancy. But in the boat were about 8 guys, all without shirts, but with many tattoos. Looked like they were in their mid-20s. They weren't even out of the marina and already the beer had been cracked open.
Oh yeah, they WEREN'T going to be trouble or anything.
a lorakeet pulled out of my cleavageIt's like MadLibs, but true.
It's like MadLibs, but true
It was so not fun. Apparently, the birds love, love, love buttons and are also fond of unbuttoning them. So I'm innocently feeding one some nectar and it moves on to my hand - I'm all "ooohhhh cool" then it totally ignores the food, and starts moving up my arm, into my hair and down the front of my shirt. Thankfully, one of the staff turned up and grabbed the bird and I attempted retreat (the pooping I'm sure was revenge)