Stop picking on my Emily.
Simon ,'Safe'
Natter 42, the Universe, and Everything
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, flaming otters, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yeah. Gus. With your food talk.
After all that pizza talk earlier, I want pizza.
Dang. I think I missed stuff that was there before Emliy's edit.
Here is my comeback: Cilantro, baby!
It is all about the cilantro.
Before I edited, it said, "Yeah. Gus." I thought you deserved a little explanation.
DX, you'll be proud of me. Or something. After a day spent driving endlessly, I found no halogen torchiers. So when my final stop was Home Despot, I broke down and bought a replacement dimmer.
Wish me good cursing, cause I think I'm going to need it. I have no idea HOW I'm going to get to the old switch, but damnit, I'm going to try.
And if that fails, I'll resort to the internet. I am reluctant to because a) wait and b) delivery issues.
Also, I need tor drive way the hell up Falls & Greenspring Valley Roads more often. It's a fun, leisurely drive through farms.
sara, is the switch in the main tube of the torchier, or is it somewhere else?
Anyway, good luck.
Em: Ah!
DX and sarameg: Nine people in the US have any idea what this torchiere business is about, and six of them are watching PBS.
Thanks to a mix-up yesterday that saw me getting a 15" veggie pizza for the price of the personal one I ordered for lunch, I've now had pizza for the last three meals. I think I'm heading out for a dough-free steak tonight.
Aaand, it's a no go. It's in the tube, which is the problem. There's a closed collar that I can't detatch to get at the damned switch. Which I suspected was going to be a problem, but I hadn't tried that hard to get it out. And now I have, and I can't.
Fuck.