too bad the interpipes don't work as they should. I have cornered the market on powdered sugar for no reason that I can think of
Two steaming cups of chocolate goodness. Courtesy of whomever I swiped it from out of the cupboard.
Ben ,'The Killer In Me'
Natter 62: The 62nd Natter
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.
beth b - Dec 24, 2008 10:35:50 am PST #7871 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Barb - Dec 24, 2008 10:37:42 am PST #7872 of 10002
“Not dead yet!”
too bad the interpipes don't work as they should. I have cornered the market on powdered sugar for no reason that I can think of
Ditto.
Lee - Dec 24, 2008 10:41:54 am PST #7873 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
thirded
SailAweigh - Dec 24, 2008 11:15:28 am PST #7874 of 10002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Fourthed.
It's just the principle of the thing.
Oy. I screwed up the meringue on top of my Christmas cookies at Nicole's. It was a very thin, drippy meringue. Fortunately, baking still hardened it. It's just the principal. The meringue should have been fluffier! As it was today. Today, was a good meringue day.
DavidS - Dec 24, 2008 11:17:53 am PST #7875 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Still at work until 2pm PST.
Hey, Kat P.! Come up to San Francisco and play!
Went to get my paycheck and walked by a Brookstone where everything was on sale. Got my last present; a lower back massage shiatsu pillow thing marked down to $49. I tried the demo model and it was good. Not as good as the calf massaging unit, but that was $299 on sale.
megan walker - Dec 24, 2008 11:42:17 am PST #7876 of 10002
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Um, help? As most Bayistas know, the middle of my house is a mini-patio open to the sky. This is normally not a problem, but I noticed that water was collecting there and asked my laissez-faire housemate if we should do anything about it. He said there was a drain underneath the big clay pot and it might be clogged. his attitude=whatever.
Anyway, it has now rained a lot to the point that there is about two inches of water there (just under the sill of the French doors to the house) and I discovered this has been leaking into the basement (onto his stuff, not mine). So I waded into the cold water to unclog the drain and discovered--there is no drain!
WTF do I do now?
Lee - Dec 24, 2008 11:44:16 am PST #7877 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Wet Vac?
megan walker - Dec 24, 2008 11:49:29 am PST #7878 of 10002
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Wet Vac?
Ideally, yeah, but with no car, that will be difficult to come by I imagine.
Lee - Dec 24, 2008 11:53:59 am PST #7879 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Is there any where you can push the water onto, like an unpaved area, with a heavy broom or something like that?
megan walker - Dec 24, 2008 12:01:41 pm PST #7880 of 10002
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Okay, nevermind. I am an idiot. 1) For listening to the housemate as to the location of the drain. 2) Not exploring further, since, how could there not be a drain? As I used to tell my students--Use your brain!
IOW, there is a drain; it was covered by dirt. Now I have to figure out how to get the pot back up on its bricks.