Speaking of martinis, actual sentence in the email I just got:
In the best that type of table works week, to highly what we will do (perform or contract and where).
Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'
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.
Speaking of martinis, actual sentence in the email I just got:
In the best that type of table works week, to highly what we will do (perform or contract and where).
I'm having Roscoe's with Agent Kate tonight.
Tell her my mom sent me lolcats today!
tell her hi!
ion - I am sad for my life, I am buying myself pokemon cards.
Will do! She's pretty happy about lolcats.
I am not sad about msbelle's life, unless the pokemon cards have nothing to do with Mac.
I miss pinball. Amongst many things.
Allyson, I am totally jealous of you with the Roscoe's and the Agent Kate and the new apartment, soon to be all stripey and Tim Burton-y.
I will bow to Steph's brothers expertise in all things beery, but I too adhere firmly to Jess's belief that a martini without vermouth is in fact a glass of gin. I also adhere firmly to Daisy Jane's belief that a drink made out of vodka, vermouth and either an olive or an onion may be a delightful libation but it is not, strictly speaking, a martini.
Huh. It appears that I am a martini prescriptivist.
I miss pinball.
Me, too. I've never been any good at video games or air hockey or skee ball, but I had some high scores on a couple of pinball machines back in the day.
I am far from a martini prescriptivist. Shake it up and pour it in a triangular glass and I'm happy. Not that I've had one in ages, but in theory I am not picky at all.
Ummmm, triangular glasses.
t /homer
but I too adhere firmly to Jess's belief that a martini without vermouth is in fact a glass of gin.
I've never understood this coyness with drinking straight gin, and a vodka "martini" without vermouth is pointless. It's cold vodka, and a perfectly acceptable thing to order. I don't think anything magical comes from being shaken (or stirred) with ice and put in an awkward glass, except I suppose ordering a vodka martini saves you the trouble of saying "Cold vodka in a martini glass with a tiny bit of water and an olive." The vermouth aversion has gotten so bad that I now say "Vermouth. I want there to be vermouth in it. Tell the bartender to relax. A drop of vermouth will not cause me to drop to the floor and scream." That is except for the time the bartender, who had probably just put gin in a martini for his entire career, used sweet vermouth.