I don't think we have a good source of spaetzle in Carrboro. If any Trianglistas want to disabuse me of this idea that would be great. When we visited my grandparents in Saginaw, we used to go over for the way touristy but oh so good Bavarian food at Frankenmuth. Now I'm craving it again.
If every vampire who said he was at the crucifixion was actually there, it would have been like Woodstock.
Spike ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[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.
Calli - Oct 03, 2008 1:22:19 pm PDT #7480 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
DCJensen - Oct 03, 2008 1:23:44 pm PDT #7481 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Boy: I wonder who that sad little scrap of paper is?
I 'm just bill.
Yes, a pork bailout bill.
And I'm sitting here on Capitol Hill.
Well, I was shoved in a flurry
To the capital city.
I didn't have to wait
They tossed me through committee,
But the bankers need a law today
At least today they hope and pray that I will,
But today I am still just a bill.
Boy: Gee, Bill, you certainly have a lot of bitterness and scorch marks..
Bill: Well I got this far. When I started, I wasn't even a bill, I was just an idea. Some failing wall street bankers decided they wanted a law passed, so they called the president's people and he said, "You're right, there oughta be a law." Then they sat down and wrote me out and introduced me to Congress. And I became a bill, and I'll remain a bill until they decide to make me a law. I hope they don't. I'd be a miserable law.
Boy: Why?
Bill: I'm overstuffed with pork and riders and all to benefit some high-riding fat cats that got caught with a hot potato.
I 'm just bill.
Yes, a pork bailout bill.
And I'm sitting here on Capitol Hill.
Well, I was shoved in a flurry
To the capital city.
I didn't have to wait
They tossed me through committee,
But the bankers need a law today
At least today they hope and pray that I will,
But today I am still just a bill.
Boy: Listen to those congressmen arguing! Is all that discussion and debate about you?
Bill: I went to the House of Representatives, and they voted on me. I failed.
Boy: Oh no!
Bill: Oh yes!
Bill: Then I went to the Senate and the whole thing started all over again, but i passed there, and I just got back to the House this morning.
I 'm just bill.
Yes, a pork bailout bill.
And they voted for me on Capitol Hill
Well, now I'm off to the White House
Where I'm jumping the line
Past a lot of other bills
For the president to sign
And I don't really want to be a law.
It's against the country's will,
But so far I am still just a bill.
Boy: You mean even if the whole Congress says you should be a law, the president can still say no?
Bill: Yes, that's called a veto. But if the President vetoes me, parts of hell will freeze over.
Boy: Oh no!
Bill: Oh yes!
But I would never pray that I will,
So far today I am still just a bill.
Congressman: He signed you, Bill! Now you're a law!
Bill: Oh no!!!
amych - Oct 03, 2008 1:36:40 pm PDT #7482 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Because, in a moment of spectacular serendipitous randomosity, a commenter at slacktivist just a few minutes ago posted a brief reminiscence about a Willow/Spike fic Tep wrote years and years ago
Ha! And I must say, your "listening and intermittently joining in a conversation with the author" was an exceedingly delicate way to describe wasting the workday in Bitches.
JZ - Oct 03, 2008 1:39:26 pm PDT #7483 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Okay, exactly how many of us are lurking over there, anyhow?
amych - Oct 03, 2008 1:41:26 pm PDT #7484 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Oh, I've been hanging around there for years now -- since LB Fridays was a wee baby snark -- but I've only ever commented a time or two.
DavidS - Oct 03, 2008 1:43:39 pm PDT #7485 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Calvin Trillin on the Mission Burrito (as well as the distinction between takeaway and carryout and NYC v. SF and such)
amych - Oct 03, 2008 1:58:08 pm PDT #7486 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
I don't think we have a good source of spaetzle in Carrboro. If any Trianglistas want to disabuse me of this idea that would be great.
I think the problem is that there's no place for it in the local food ecosystem -- the boiled drop dumpling niche is so neatly filled with chicken and dumplings that other boiled drop dumplings are outcompeted before they have a chance to evolve. Maybe out around Salem.
Calli - Oct 03, 2008 2:20:36 pm PDT #7487 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Maybe out around Salem.
Hmmmm. I'm spending my weekends in Kernersville anyway, so I should look into that. Thanks!
It's kind of sad that there's only room for one drop dumpling in the local ecosystem, when there's a bunch of different types of salty, deep-fried, crispy things: potato chips, nachos, those crispy things they serve with egg drop soup, etc.
amych - Oct 03, 2008 2:26:19 pm PDT #7488 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Definitely sad. The world should contain all kinds of dumplings.
Strix - Oct 03, 2008 2:32:05 pm PDT #7489 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Good morning! I finally dropped to sleep at about 11 a.m. -- SPN fans, I had the weirdest dream with Castiel in it, and it was HOTTTTT. Damn. He was my therapist and I was seriously crazy and he had to...um, therapize me thru the sexin' back to sanity.
It worked, too!
I crawled into bed at about 9 am and tossed and turned...and then, maintenence commenced what sounded like drilling through metal and gutting the kitchen in the apartment next door. Which is right next to my bedroom. In fact, my bed is on the wall that divides me from the kitchen. ARGH.
And then the weedwhacking outside my bedrooom window this afternoon. Maintenence HATES me, I think.
Sushi sounds gooooood. I still remember the yummy sushi we had at the LA F2F. Trudy and I shared a box thingie with so many little tidbits and it was all SOOOO good. Except for the aspic. I Just don't love an aspic.