Fruit storage question: fridge or counter? How do supermarkets avoid fruit flies?
Fridge for the summer. (And I just give up buying Bananas in the summer.) As to supermarkets, judging by the fruit flies swarming around the avacodos at my grocery store a little while ago, they don't
I'm about to pull off the Nova Scotia salmon from the bagel I'm eating (an everything bagel with cream cheese, cucumber, tomato, capers, red onion, and salmon). How wrong is that?
They must be Nova Lox, which is way of curing, because only Salmon in Nova Scotia anymore are icky farmed ones.
Oh, hey, did you guys know that Jacqueline Passey Forehead person was the one who started the Save Wash campaign to force Joss to change the ending of Serenity?
Well she just gets better and better, doesn't she?
Timelies all!
Happy Birthday Bon Bon!
How did I get bug bites on my arm, when I was inside all of last night?
I have bug bites on my feet. I don't know how those critters get around and through all manner of screens, but they do.
Huh. I like David Ehrenstein. But maybe I missed an incident.
Happy birthday, bon bon. Happy birthday to a mystery -ista who may not want public bd wishes.
Oh, hey, did you guys know that Jacqueline Passey Forehead person was the one who started the Save Wash campaign to force Joss to change the ending of Serenity?
Everyone knows Joss only killed Wash because he hates lesbians.
You know, if all of Gawker and most of the blogosphere were pointing and laughing at me, I'd cry. Is it a lack of self-awareness? bon? It's your birthday, help me psychoanalyze.
I really, really want that Jacqueline person to get her high-quality mitts off my name. I had it for eleven years before she ever saw the light of day, and she is not doing right by it. Time for her to STEP OFF, or submit to renaming. I suggest Hulga.
WRT the other candidates, she who must not be mentioned has, with malice aforethought and high bitchery, slandered both my husband and my matron of honor, whereas David Ehrenstein liked a lot of the same movies I did on TT and inscribed one of his movie books as a birthday present for my baby brother. So, uh, there, or whatever.
Happiest of birthdays, bon! (Until next year and all the subsequent ones, which I hope manage to totally eclipse their predecessors in made-of-awesomeness)
ION, drowsy and happy. Katie Bee came by, brought cute kitten pictures, washed our dishes, and made a fresh peach pie. I nominate her as best guest ever.
I also have gotten a kick out of David E. but he had not turned his bitch on me. If he did, the fun would be over fast. Yes, there was that other person, whom I defended, and who then decided to find out what was wrong with me that I would do that. Um, okay, you're welcome, you cuat.
