I finally stocked the new apartment with food and did not buy either root beer or ice cream. Want.
Have not seen a BevMo nearby, will have to google to see if there is one around.
eta - No BevMo in Colorado. Sigh.
Book: Afraid I might be needing a preacher. Mal: That's good. You lie there and be ironical.
'Safe'
Natter 59: Dominate Your Face!
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.
SuziQ - Jul 06, 2008 4:58:30 pm PDT #6745 of 10003
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Lee - Jul 06, 2008 5:01:45 pm PDT #6746 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
That is sad. You should come visit us here, and we will make a run.
Sophia Brooks - Jul 06, 2008 5:01:52 pm PDT #6747 of 10003
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
OMG, I totally forgot that there was this dairy we used to go to in high school, called "The Annis Dairy". At one point, I had friends that worked there. And we always, with the sense of humor of high school students, called it "The Anus".
It also reminds me that growing up in the country we did a lot of our teenager-type hanging around by driving from place toplace-- like "Let's go get ice cream!" but then we would end up getting ice cream in a town 50 miles away. We drove around so much. I sort of wonder if people in the city took long subway rides together....
Hil R. - Jul 06, 2008 5:03:00 pm PDT #6748 of 10003
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I can't recall ever going to an A&W. Floats came from ice cream parlors. There was a Dairy Queen nearby, but we didn't go there too often.
Jesse - Jul 06, 2008 5:03:47 pm PDT #6749 of 10003
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
We just lied about getting ice cream and then hung out in the Commom or Harvard Square or where ever (my one friend's mother wouldn't accept "going out" as a destination). There was also a route around half of Cambridge we used to drive, just in case we'd see someone we knew.
SuziQ - Jul 06, 2008 5:04:01 pm PDT #6750 of 10003
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
If the house doesn't sell soon, I'm going to have to scratch that trip in November. Am bummed.
Hil R. - Jul 06, 2008 5:05:07 pm PDT #6751 of 10003
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Hanging out as teenager when not at someone's house would usually be at a diner.
tommyrot - Jul 06, 2008 5:05:48 pm PDT #6752 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
we did a lot of our teenager-type hanging around by driving from place toplace-- like "Let's go get ice cream!" but then we would end up getting ice cream in a town 50 miles away. We drove around so much. I sort of wonder if people in the city took long subway rides together....
My friends and I used to do that too. Sometimes we'd be all, "Let's go to Manawa!" and we'd make the 25 minute drive though the country, to a town even smaller than ours, and buy candy. Movies were an hour's drive away in Green Bay or Appleton. We did that quite a lot, as there wasn't much to do in our town besides drink and bowl (and I didn't drink then).
Cashmere - Jul 06, 2008 5:07:30 pm PDT #6753 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.
ita, I wish you could try our local brewery's root beer. It's not especially thick or creamy and not even very sweet. It's just perfect.
I have a very schizophrenic view of ice cream. While I adore Graeters thick, high butter fat, less air ice cream, I'm also partial to Dairy Queen's soft serve. I just don't rule out any dairy based, frozen treat if I can help it.
This reminds me that I need to buy more popsicles.
Strix - Jul 06, 2008 5:08:53 pm PDT #6754 of 10003
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
We hung out at Perkin's my junior and senior year. You could buy an endless thermos of coffee for $1.82. My BF and I would sit around for hours, drinking coffee and smoking menthols and discussing things with weary ennui.
Sometimes, if we were rich, we would get french fries. That's where I discovered my love for fries dipped in a combo of sour cream and A-1. Mmmm.