Vegansexual? The human race continues to find new ways to amaze me with the craxy.
My tummy is upset and I don't know why. Tom Scola, I think it's your fault.
Should I list all my preferences?
Cilantro - no
Grapefruit - no
Olives - rarely
Root Beer - no
Bagel - no
Bacon - yes, all of it
Tomatoes - yes, but not those mealy pale-fleshed things that call themselves tomatoes in the deli line
Seafood - no, except salmon
Pineapple on pizza - cooked with anything, pineapple yes, by itself, no
Beer - do not want.
Scotch - yes, but I mustn't
Tequila - good lord no. I still have the scar from last time
Fernet - AAIIGHGHH
Sleep - yes. usually side
Fork - left hand. Don't switch; it wastes time
Watch - left if I ever wear one
Right handed
Convertible - no. too much wind, too much scary road noise
gadget sex - might as well
eta wonky formatting
Fernet - AAIIGHGHH
I've seen the face to go along with that, and... yeah, that's about it.
This is a wonderfully wackjob breakup announcement: [link]
OMG, that is totally insane. But I like the idea of breakup memos.
Chicken pad
chicken pad
chicken pad thaaaaaaiiiiii
One of the funniest episodes of teevee evah!
Tom, how are you feeling now? Could you handle some soup?
Is worldcrossing redirecting to should.com for anyone else?
Hey! My book is officially released tomorrow!
I have no idea what that means. Except that you can go forth and write me an Amazon review that says stuff like, "The essay I liked best was the one with me in it."
Is worldcrossing redirecting to should.com for anyone else?
I'm able to get to worldcrossing, Sue.
I have no idea what that means.
It means that an Israeli friend, who heard me gushing about the book when B&N started selling it, and asked me then whether I want that gushing to go on her blog, and to tell her when it's time for it, just got an e-mail from me, telling her that, yes, it's time.
And I didn't even mention the essay I'm in!
You always make me laugh, Nilly.