Happy birthday, beth!
Note to self: oh, my god, adding shredded gouda to pasta sauce = BRILLIANT.
Saffron: You're a good man. Mal: You clearly haven't been talking to anyone else on this boat.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
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.
shrift - Apr 18, 2009 12:26:53 pm PDT #15833 of 30000
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
tommyrot - Apr 18, 2009 12:48:51 pm PDT #15834 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Count me in the underwhelmed by Susan Boyle club as well.
Here's another video of her, which I haven't watched: The inimitable Susan Boyle sings for an charity album unearthed from 1999
msbelle - Apr 18, 2009 12:55:37 pm PDT #15835 of 30000
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I am doing a deep cleaning in my room and moving furniture around. It must have been months since I've dusted and the dustbunnies around the baseboards are ridic. Embarrassing.
In better news I've got a medium shopping bag full of stuff to get rid of.
tommyrot - Apr 18, 2009 1:01:30 pm PDT #15836 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Trotsky's ashes stolen and baked in cookies
It was a protest by anarchists, who are still mad at him.
Eighty eight years of the day Trotsky directed the suppression of the anarchist uprising in Krondstadt, a group of bandits scaled the walls of his former house in Mexico City during the late hours at night. We broke the lock on his mausoleum and we expropriate the content inside it: a silver large vase that bears the inscription of his name, wrapped in the red scarf that he carried around the neck, containing the ashes of the corpse inside. We replace with care the lock in the monument with a reproduction that was similar in the appearance and escaped into the night.
The vase along with its content then was taken far away to a place where the vase was discarded and the content (a combination of ash and bone) were baked in cookies. These cookies then were sent, along with a letter that explains our actions, to newspapers, to organizations of Trotskyists, and to the groups of anarchist around the world.
Theodosia - Apr 18, 2009 1:02:57 pm PDT #15837 of 30000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
I whipped some of the backyard into shape. I realized I'm not so much a gardener as a plant coach, cutting the weak ones from the team, encouraging the good ones to stretch out and grow.
And, occasionally, slipping some steroidsfertilizer to the really deserving ones.
javachik - Apr 18, 2009 1:04:42 pm PDT #15838 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Maybe you should watch that other video, Tommy.
Frankenbuddha - Apr 18, 2009 1:07:37 pm PDT #15839 of 30000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
groups of anarchist
Isn't that an oxymoron? At least if they are performing a coordinated effort?
Jesse - Apr 18, 2009 1:15:55 pm PDT #15840 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I went to the library and the park, where a middle aged Mexican man tried to pick me up. Good times. At least he went away after I asked him to the first time.
Barb - Apr 18, 2009 1:17:29 pm PDT #15841 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Happy Birthday, beth!
Publix's spicy fried chicken wings are fairly crack-like. Especially with Newman's Own Honey Mustard dressing.
Jesse - Apr 18, 2009 1:20:26 pm PDT #15842 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I forgot: Happy birthday, beth!