Jayne ,'The Train Job'
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.
The stuff is only 87 proof, but apparently the gold flakes slice little perforations in your esophagus so the alcohol can enter your bloodstream directly without being diluted or delayed by the digestive process.
Well, alcohol does enter your bloodstream through the stomach walls, bypassing the rest of the gut.
Matt, to make yourself feel better, just walk around saying, "I am a golden god!" (a line from Almost Famous)
My New Year's Resolution should be to go to Italy and find wherever they bottle Goldschläger so I can stop them from inflicting this much pain on anyone else.
Heh. Matt, I'm pretty sure the Goldschlager was the least of your problems.
Year of Pork! I love that! I'm considering going to the grocery store for hotdogs and crescent rolls, but we'll see if I make it that far.
Is it so much to ask to be able to connect my Bluetooth-enabled Palm Pilot to my B-e iBook? Apparently, 2007 will be a bitch cookie.
Last night I made black-eyed peas in the crockpot. Should I take it as a bad omen that they were slightly burnt this morning?
And who BURNS STUFF in a crockpot?
I just bought a crockpot, so I'm pretty sure that, given my history with cooking, soon I'll be burning something in it.
So they made the entire tech support staff report for duty as usual today.
Too bad they didn't coordinate this with the people in charge of turning on the phones. The only thing people calling in to the support lines are getting is "Our offices are closed today."
High-level discussions are under way on whether to turn on the phones or to send us home.
Eventually I will wake up enough to care.
Good Lord, connie. I hope they pay you for the holiday time, regardless.
What Theodosia said, for sure. That's classic.
so I'm pretty sure that, given my history with cooking, soon I'll be burning something in it
But they are nigh impossible to burn things! except for me last night. damn.
it's cold in the house today and really, I'd prefer a souffle. Which i might go have.
I hear someone's managed to tap into a feed for the sports channels downstairs. Which would play very nicely on our wide-screen flat panel monitors. I knew I should have brought in my Buffy DVDs.