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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.
Nice, Sue. Just think of all the lost potential slacker classics that suffered the same fate.
It seems to be the only true fate of a slacker classic. Those with the initiative to finish them weren't real slackers, were they?
The cheese & cracker helium balloon incident was something that my friend Kevin told me he witnessed at a party. Kevin, incidentally, won a Governor General's Award for Drama a few years ago. He's no slacker.
I loved your story. It reminded me of a report I just saw on high/higher end wines being offered in boxes. Seriously.But then grandma wouldn't have been forced to get so creative. And who hasn't wanted to hammer at a bottle of wine, really?
I've found several wines that are using twist tops and are quite good but I haven't tried any of the new boxed wines. It's a solid concept, I will have to try one.
I'm a little sad that the Rhino store will no longer be around.
Then we played some pool, then I came home to find a message on my phone from Cute Bookstore Guy. Called him back -- he wants to make me dinner on Tuesday!Yay!
Dude, I got bit by a cleaning bug. It's a wee bit early for spring cleaning, but I went on a tear today. I am not sure the last time things were this clean: vaccumed, dusted, scrubbed floors, did laundry, put away storage, cleaned out a closet, bagged up some stuff to get rid of, and just put away tons of stuff laying about. YAY clean house.This might be the only thing that doesn't bite me. I wouldn't even bitch about any itching if it came with a clean house.
And learnt that my smoke alarm isn't worth shit, because there were plumes of smoke, enough to make my eyes and throat sting from the bacon I burnt. Not a peep out of the detector, though.Mine goes off at the first hint of even steam. Which I used to find annoying until I caught my stove on fire. Now I find it comforting. I should go see the brand and pimp it to you. It's twitchy but turns out that is a good thing in a smoke detector.
This whole drunk dialing thing leaves a lot to be desired.Be grateful, drunk dialing usually leaves a lot to be regretted instead.
Migraine meds should really kick in now. To that end, I'm going off to bed with an icepack. I'm sad to learn that the cold does help. Makes the rest of me less than thrilled, but one needs prioritise.
I think this migraine is courtesy the dryer sheet that seems to have gotten attached to my load of whites. Grrr.
Mile High was...confusing tonight. Or more accurately, my reaction to it was confusing. Next week is the season finale, though this could have passed for one. Luckily, series 2 picks up without a break.
Cass, if you could send me the model, that'd be great. I feel I should test this one, but if the bacon didn't set it off, I'd probably have to set the doorframe on fire. It's not even that close to the kitchen, either.
God, everyone on Mile High is such a mess. Poor noodles, the lot of them.
Now I'm watching the annoying GA recap-o-rama, instead of sleeping. Why?
The recaporama was annoying because they showed one of my favorite clips in the commercial "SOMEBODY SEDATE ME!" but not in the show. grr.
I feel I should test this one, but if the bacon didn't set it off, I'd probably have to set the doorframe on fire.Let's not test this theory, m'kay?
Go forth and purchase a Fire Sentry Ionization Smoke Alarm Model 0914. [link]
I have the last two Mile Highs to watch next. I am hoping that this fun-filled tension headache is slayed by the Midrine before I start the show. Elsewise I'm going for ice and I don't wanna.
Go forth and purchase a Fire Sentry Ionization Smoke Alarm Model 0914.
My smoke detector goes off if I take a hot shower. Since I like hot showers, my smoke detector tends to remain inactivated for years at a time.
I really should be in bed. I have packed my lunch for tomorrow and gotten a week's worth of vitamins ready to take to work. I am hyper and exhausted at the same time.
My wee little bungalow house, at something around 1100 square feet, has four smoke detectors. I've a fondness for candles that makes them prudent.
The kitchen one (previously linkied) is the most twitchy, but given my post-Christmas Fire of Negligence, I'd rather it were too sensitive than not enough. But it is located where I can jump and reach it without a stepstool since it goes off every few weeks when I am cooking.
Having another cookie is always a valid life choice.
Cass, may I tag?