Giles ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
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.
I use shredded cheese, a couple of teaspoons of powdered mustard and Tabasco to taste. Then I add mayonnaise a little at a time until it's spreadable. I'm not much of a mayonnaise fan. I think it works best if you pulse the food processor and leave it a little chunky.
eta: And the larger size of pimentoes. Without that, it's just smashed cheese. At little of the pimento juice cuts down on the mayonnaise you need and makes it more pimento-y.
Oh man I forgot how much I love a pimiento cheese sandwich (on potato bread). soft and nummy.
Why for the going to court Erin? Jury Duty? Getting hitched?
Parking tickets. Pleaded guilty, and the judge only made me pay some of the ticket cost! Cool!
I think I'm going to take a little lay down, go sell some books at Half Price books, and drink up the profits at happy hour.
Megan, that is the stuff of many an anxiety dream. To which I hope you are now immune, having lived it.
Me, I like wallowing. Not sure why, but I find it kind of fun.
I had a bizarre dream last night that was really made up of all the little things that annoy me, and I actually remember most of it (which is unusual for me).
I was on a trip with my dad, stepmom, and stepbrothers/sister (but not any of my own sibs) to small-town Princeton, IL, which for some reason in my dream was where Ronald Reagan's childhood home was at (even though I know in real life it was another small town, Dixon, IL, which I've also been to). I was forced to go on the house tour, even though I told Dad that I hated Reagan, and when the tour was over, I realized that, for some strange reason, I had left my shoes behind in the house so I went back to get them. When I returned to the car, it was to find that they had left me stranded there. I had to suck up to the old tour guide (a Reagan fanatic) to get him to let me use the phone to call my dad at the restaurant we were having dinner at to have him come back and get me.
I had this dream while asleep on the couch, and I woke up with the TV on the Biography channel playing a documentary on Reagan, so at least I know where that part of the dream came from.
Eureka's second episode pulled 2.06, down from 3.2, but the channel's still happy since it's the highest rated show they have on (I think BSG gets 1.7--not sure about the Gates which are actually airing now).
So that's a relief, and cool.
Huh. It's raining on Titan.
The current issue of Nature features a look at Huygens data with a big payoff: rain is falling on Titan, continues to fall as we speak, and will probably keep falling for a long time. Says Christopher McKay (NASA Ames), a co-author of the paper, “The rain on Titan is just a slight drizzle, but it rains all the time, day in, day out. It makes the ground wet and muddy with liquid methane. This is why the Huygens probe landed with a splat. It landed in methane mud.”
So bring your umbrella. Also, make sure it still works at -179 C.
Speaking of liquid falling, there's a great pic on the Chicago Tribune's home page of a Cubs pitcher hosing down some Cardinal fans in the bleachers.
In interesting entertainment news, Daniel Radcliffe will be starring in a West End production of "Equus" opposite Richard Griffiths, who plays Uncle Vernon in the Harry Potter movies. Of course, the article focuses on the fact that his character strips down onstage.
Yay! I get to go home!
I just hope Mr. Sun doesn't kill me....