Kaylee ,'The Message'
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.
IBC is quite nice, as root beers go. Although they are the ones who finally convinced me that there is such a thing as too sweet, and its name is cream soda.
I need my ass kicked so I can get down to business and take care of stuff. And yet, all I can do is goof off and plan my eveing haircut. Help! I've been possessed with the brain rays of Mister Smay!
I. B. C.
Cashmere is my new favorite.
Kathy, I've met the editor of Astroms Verlag, and have probably met half the people they have published, too. Mediterranean archaeology (my former field) = small place.
And yet, all I can do is goof off and plan my eveing haircut. Help! I've been possessed with the brain rays of Mister Smay!
::steers Nutty carefully across the street and towards the salon, stopping only to get a decent root beer::
You people are making me crave a root beer float. Stop it!
Actually, you're making me crave a root beer float made with chocolate ice cream instead of vanilla. If I had my brain today, instead of being Queen of the Insomniacs, I would remember what that's called.
I. B. C.
Cashmere is my new favorite.She's my old favorite, and with good reason.
Well, root beer is gross.That's just crazy talk.
cream soda
Holy moley, my dad used to drink cream soda all the time. As a kid, I could drink maybe half a can. As an adult? Oh god NO!
Kathy, I've met the editor of Astroms Verlag
Really? Cool! I'm just geeked out about my last name being in a publishing house name, because over here in the States, it's a damn rare name. The more I look at the Google result, the more I realize it's much less so in Sweden. There's a hockey goalie named Hardy Astrom (love that name!), and an engineer with a lot of papers to his credit who has the same first name as my dad, so seeing his name show up a lot is really startling.
Secretly switches everyone's root beer with Moxie and enjoys the ensuing chaos (and spit takes).
Actually, you're making me crave a root beer float made with chocolate ice cream instead of vanilla. If I had my brain today, instead of being Queen of the Insomniacs, I would remember what that's called.
I was thinking that this was a Brown Cow, but googling showed me the error of my ways. A Brown Cow is one of (a) a Coke float (b) a Coke float with chocolate syrup or (c) a root-beer float where the ice cream is melted and muddled up rather than being properly floated as a scoop of ice cream should be, which, really, what's the point, since half the fun is mixing up the ice cream and the root beer as it melts.
Clearly, I need some kind of travel/research grant to verify all three of these and see if there are any other variations I'm not aware of.