I've been craving egg nog ice cream. And I've never even had egg nog ice cream before. But, Alton Brown made some and now I want it.
I have some. Come on over.
I was listening to Cassandra Wilson singing Sting's
Fragile.
Now it's a cover of
The Crystal Ship
by X.
Phew, Nora's fine and her train is about to arrive in Salem. She's going to make her way to the Beer Works and stake out some bar space. Now I just need to figure out how to get there myself...
That is scary, Dana.
TomW! And Nora! BE OK, YOU GUYS.
I take back almost everything I said about the weather, because in between this morning and now, nearly every one of my neighbors actually shoveled, and the warm means that the sidewalks are almost entirely clear. Except for the massive ice/slush/water puddles at both corners of my street, which will now stay there all winter.
AND I have Cold Stone, which I am finally figuring out how to order from. Except I forgot to tell the poor girl working today not to cheer when I gave my 13 cents change as a tip, and then I felt bad.
I'm so glad that Nora is okay!!!
Stay safe Tom and Nora. It's awful out there.
Hello all. I have experienced thundersnow and I have shoveled. I pushed neighbors' cars and loaned a shovel to a hapless yuppie who was parked on my street behind a mountain of plowsnow. Even the irritating frat boys got in on the game ans did their driveway. Now flatmate is baking.
I need more snow days in my life.
She's going to make her way to the Beer Works and stake out some bar space.
Good instincts, that one.
Except I forgot to tell the poor girl working today not to cheer when I gave my 13 cents change as a tip, and then I felt bad.
I just discovered this ... experience. It's so MEAN.
It's so MEAN.
Especially over my stupid change, when she and I were the only people in the store. It's not even like I was being an example to others, or anything. @@