The news announcer sounded quite envious.
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I heard about a robbery in... Australia, I think, today, where they broke into a warehouse, stole a bunch of hams, and wrote 'Merry Christmas' on the wall. Mass theft, the new Christmas tradition.
Some Boy Scouts selling Christmas trees (this is in my town) were robbed at gunpoint last night. Asswipes. (The thieves, not the Boy Scouts.)
Also, the mention of ham made me think of this -- some of you remember Herself, yes? She was shopping the other day -- in NYC -- and saw this in a store window: [link]
What's wrong with that picture?
I love it. Last year the Honeybaked Ham Store in Burbank had a Star of David and a Menorah painted in the window along with a Christmas Tree. I laughed like a loon.
I love it. Last year the Honeybaked Ham Store in Burbank had a Star of David and a Menorah painted in the window along with a Christmas Tree. I laughed like a loon.
She says today that Balducci's have changed their signs for the hams to "Perfect for Celebrations!" or something non-denominational. They must have gotten a few phone calls....
Thanks Kristin! This is the first time I've talked about the site beyond bugging Sparky, pestering Raq, and annoying my coding collaborator - which should tell you all how much I value the buffista opinion - it is so nice to have your thoughts on it.
I mentioned our anti-Santas in Natter: [link]
The Hanukkah Ham cracked me up.
My neighbor jokes that her granddaughter's name is funny because she's a Jewish baby with "ham" in her name.
It's actually a relief to live somewhere where 2-4 inches of snow doesn't have people running around screaming about the White Death.
Hanukkah Ham is awesome. Clearly, there would a lobster appetizer first.
It's actually a relief to live somewhere where 2-4 inches of snow doesn't have people running around screaming about the White Death.
I'm still getting used to the fact that we get *so* much snow here, it can be what I consider nearly blizzard conditions and the kids still have school.
So, um, my anger has reached an all new low point. I just effectively spit on someone. In the worst of my BPD I have never done something this low.
I'm so ashamed with myself that I don't even really know what to do.
Oh, honey. I'm sorry.
What happened?