Okay. So here is my issue with the local news...
You keep using this word "unbelievable" in reference to the brush fires. In fact, you used it three times in a single segment. I do not think this word means what you think it means. I find it inconceivable that you find brush fires unbelievable, given that we have them every. fucking. year. like. clockwork.
Also? The next one of you that says the firefighters are "fighting fire with fire" is getting hunted down and beaten in the street.
Just. Stop.
In unrelated news, I bought a new rug that should be here in time for my birthday. I also bought the groovy coffee table/dining table that I have been lusting after for years. Sadly, that won't be here until Christmas.
We bought an old sewing machine at an estate sale, and are going to use it as an end table. It's an old-fashioned Singer--the kind that's built into it's own little wooden table.
I bet you don't have
when the master of disaster/gets tangled in his telecaster
in your head. (It was the last thing I heard on the radio this morning. If I get an earworm, that's usually the source.)
As far as I know there is, and the gluten-free people would then want glutenfreeghetti. Try to keep up.
Pfah. Is that the best you can do? Where's the conflict? Where do they overlap? Where's the
challenge?
They're both making impossible demands of the spaghetti man, and their dream impastas threaten the rest of us.
ita, back to work, your boss is watching.
We bought an old sewing machine at an estate sale, and are going to use it as an end table. It's an old-fashioned Singer--the kind that's built into it's own little wooden table.
I have one of those for my bedside table. 1921, IIRC. I flipped the top out and the sewing machine up (as it would be in use) so it makes an interesting functional piece of furniture.
I'm fond of it. But it weighs a TON.
Timelies all!
Waiting for G to get home so we can grab dinner before Serenity. Theaters around here have show times between 7 and 7:30, so that doesn't leave a lot of leeway.
Seriously, if I were going to do pro-/anti-spaghetti, the gluten-free and low-carb folks would both be on the anti side, against the USDA on the pro side. FYI. But no one's really trying to legislate pasta.
Soon I have to leave to go see Serenity! I'm nervous. I hate expecting to live something. (Did I mean "like" or "love" there? You'll never know.....)
