In a family's garden, the cucumbers and cateloupes spontaneously crossed to produce cucoloupes.
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
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.
Congrats to the fleas.
Happy Birthday, Abby.
I have no opinion on the nail painting, beyond painted toes bother me for some odd reason. (As do toe rings, so I apparently have a strange issue with decorated toes in general.)
Red is a bold, and therefore appreciated, choice. As an alternative, a nice, rich (meaning not pastel) spiced peach/salmon is understated and warms up neutrals. If consensus is forming around red, I'd say red for both.
Me: Can you prove that you exist?
God: It's true a priori.
Me: Is not.
God: I heard it is.
Me: Who told you that?
God: Someone I met online.
What Zidane did was still unexcusable but, if Materazzi did play the race card, I have a feeling that that will be taken very seriously indeed,
yes, it will. I suspect what really provoked him was the comment about his mother, who is very ill.
Hmm....my office firewall blocks God. Figures.
My cup of yogurt has an expiration date of July 7th. Will I die if I eat it?
The Internet Is A Series of Tubes, techno remix version. (The country version, sadly, appears to have been deleted.)
Hivemind: Has anyone heard of a measurement for butter as a "print of butter?" My co-worker's grandmother had a recipe that called for a print of butter, but she couldn't remember how much that was.
But a day wedding in summer you want something not as heavy-looking on your hands.*
It's a sunset wedding. Does that change the formula?
I'm doing my toes before I leave, because it will last, and my fingernails when I get there, because it won't.
Man, I can't believe I care. But feeding that's what the internet is for, right? Aside from porn, that is.