And three people to split gas, food, and a hotel room!

Hmm. Sounds almost like a con. LIKE VIVIDCON. Where YOU WILL NOT BE.

One of these days I'm going to meet your brother, and he's going to have no idea why I'm giving him and his wife the stink-eye.

Eating bananas are considered seedless.

Health~ma to Grace. I hope her hospital stay is a short one.

I am sadly lacking in Girl Scout Cookies. I'm too lazy to hunt down some girl scouts and make some from scratch.

Ugh. Taking the morning off. No way I am sitting at a desk all day. I'm just so sore from getting jerked forward. Nothing some Tylenol won't help, but I think the sitting at desk all day will surely make it worse.

So, for those following the Frat Boy Next Door arrest saga, apparently there was a delivery of a "wine-case sized" package from DSL, and then the swat team went in.

There was also a "17 pounds of pot was mailed to me" case in a dorm on campus last year, but all charges were dropped eventually. Not sure why. Hope it wasn't the same dude...

Sounds almost like a con. LIKE VIVIDCON. Where YOU WILL NOT BE.

It will be cheaper, but sweatier! And probably will involve more elbows to the head, although you never know with Club Vivid.

So, for those following the Frat Boy Next Door arrest saga, apparently there was a delivery of a "wine-case sized" package from DSL,

What are you meant to do with that? NOT sign for stuff that turns up at your door? What if someone's sending you a lovely present? And then you end up in jail because really someone just sent you a bunch of drugs?

I guess you are supposed to impress on your friends and family that pounds and pounds of pot, while a generous gift, is perhaps not the wisest thing to send through the mail. Hand-delivery by trusted intermediaries might be best if you are considering such a gift to your dear ones.

We had a 19 year old kid who got robbed (of $10K in drug money) here in town. He reported it to the cops and was hauled in to jail because he had outstanding warrants. The found 23 grams of pot during a body cavity search. He claimed it wasn't for sale--just for personal use.

I was relieved he wasn't planning on selling his ass pot.

Glad you got through the accident mostly unscathed, Allyson!

That's, in my book, bad gravy. It might be good sauce, but it's bad gravy. Gravy is meat juice, not meat custard.

I think we have opposite takes on the terminology but identical taste in the actual food. Au jus can be great for beef or turkey (not sure about chicken since I've never roasted one at home), but I draw the line at adding cream or any other thickening agent to the mix.

I was freaking out last night about spending $150 at the grocery store, but then I took stock and realized I had food for 30 non-breakfast meals, a bunch of bananas, a saute pan, and a toilet brush. Sadly I did not have the heavy cream needed for the recipe I bought shrimp for—that's priority #1 on my lunch break.

I guess you are supposed to impress on your friends and family that pounds and pounds of pot, while a generous gift, is perhaps not the wisest thing to send through the mail. Hand-delivery by trusted intermediaries might be best if you are considering such a gift to your dear ones.

Heh.

I was relieved he wasn't planning on selling his ass pot.

Yet another reason to be wary of drugs! What does 23 grams look like?