See, if you had gotten that far, it would have changed your life.

For the faster I'm sure.

I fail to remotely get Gud's meth snark.

Blah blah story of woman who talked down violent nutter by reading aloud from book, blah blah book was The Purpose-Driven Life, which is the bookclub item du jour in religious circles, blah blah when push comes to book contract woman admits that it was actually the liberal application of illegal drugs that "talked" violent nutter down, and at best they rested their coffee cups on aforementioned book blah blah neat-o-keen story about religious books soothing the savage breasts of nutters is woefully lacking in truthfulness.

OH! lisah! Am bummed out that you will be playing in the NYC simultaneous to me seeing Serentity.

Rhubarb: thought to be entirely poisonous unless cooked, now known that only the leaves are poision

Doesn't raw spinach have a portion of the exact same poison as rhubarb leaves; just not enough to do damage?

All the sugar in tomato sauce is why I never eat those dishes in italian restaurants anymore. If I want Chef Boy-ar-dee, I can have it for 99¢ a can at home. Piero Trimarchi forever ruined me for lesser forms of lasagna, then decided to only cook it one or two days a year.

an old boss told me that she and her husband would celebrate their anniversary by buying two lobsters, bringing them home and racing them across the kitchen floor, then the winner is the first one cooked (with the loser quickly following him).

That's a pretty liberal interpretation of the word "win" they've got there.

I am kind of impressed that the woman admitted the crystal meth thing in her book. I mean, it appeared to work for her. And I think it's hilarious.

sarameg, how did you find the baked goods in CZR? They were such teases to me because they were gorgeous and cheap but tasteless without American oversugaring.

I hope in class tonight that everyone else's employment law cases are as fascinating as mine is. I had to find something about discrimination, and people are fascinating, I tell you what.

Our Labor and Employment dept seems to have the best cases. I guess because if they aren't settled immediately it's because the employee is nuts. (Actually, they represent your school against the professors.)

an old boss told me that she and her husband would celebrate their anniversary by buying two lobsters, bringing them home and racing them across the kitchen floor, then the winner is the first one cooked (with the loser quickly following him).

The goal is be eaten first, much like Cthulhu cultists.

But I can't make everything from scratch just to avoid that. Someone out there must be catering to people who aren't interested in alternate sweeteners -- who just prefer less sweetness.

let me know if you find them

The Persian restaurant I tried a week or so ago would be a good place to start. Sugar never even looked at any of those dishes.