An odd (and short) video of PZ Meyers as Dr. Horrible, as he desecrates the eucharist: [link]
Perhaps a tiny little bit NSFW, depending on where you work.
Tracy ,'The Message'
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.
An odd (and short) video of PZ Meyers as Dr. Horrible, as he desecrates the eucharist: [link]
Perhaps a tiny little bit NSFW, depending on where you work.
I actually am better with that piglet than the one with two heads. I get really freaked about animals with multiple heads, and then I feel bad, because they are sort of like conjoined twins, and I hope if they were human I would treat them kindly and get to know them.
oof.
Ate too much.
Was good tho'
Mojo's?
I had too much lunch, and I still have half of it left.
Aren't anniversaries zero calorie days like birthdays and holidays?
If they aren't, they should be and yes, ita, Mojo's and it was sooooooo good.
Although left to her own devices, Abby would've torched the smoked chicken nachos by herself. It was everything I could do to grab the odd chip.
Yum, BBQ.
I'm off to the mountains for the weekend to cook for a dozen people and do some writing. Should be fun, except for the drive up (bleah).
But first I might nap.
Happy really good foodanniversary, Barb!
This weekend, I'll be buying a usb hub (need more than 2 ports) firewire cable, possibly another external drive and then I'll be transferring my old computer files to the new, and retire it. Aka, wipe it and send it to my brother who'll salvage it for parts, because he somehow has 3 or 4 partially working laptops of that vintage. Put all together, he probably has 2 working ones. Why he goes for "cheap! maybe I can make it work" rather than just paying a little more all at once to get one that WORKS....oh wait. This is my brother. Of the constantly-worked-on car. His version of fun.
Okay, off to start the weekend. With grocery shopping and some lying down.
This would almost peg the Bridezilla-meter, huh?
But for every accommodating pal, there’s another who feels going under the knife is beyond the duty of bridesmaid. Becky Lee, 39, a Manhattan photographer, declined when a friend asked her — and five other attendants — to have their breasts enhanced. “We’re all Asian and didn’t have a whole lot of cleavage, and she found a doctor in L.A. who was willing to do four for the price of two,” said Ms. Lee, who wore a push-up bra instead.
It’s Botox for You, Dear Bridesmaids