Ooh. Two-double-posts in a row on my new laptop. I have it setup so just tapping the trackpad results in a click. (My netbook is the same.) Huh.
Zoe: So you two were kissin'? Book: Well. Isn't that... special?
'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.
tommyrot - Jun 03, 2009 5:59:09 am PDT #22519 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.
Jessica - Jun 03, 2009 6:00:46 am PDT #22520 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
One of my Personal Development Goals for last year was to be less blunt and more diplomatic. Unfortunately, all of the response fields on this form are yes/no, so it's impossible for me to respond with anything more verbose or diplomatic than "Yes." Oh well.
Aims - Jun 03, 2009 6:07:51 am PDT #22521 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
t random
What would be the dress code for a Sunday evening wedding? Cocktail attire, right?
§ ita § - Jun 03, 2009 6:15:01 am PDT #22522 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I don't know anything about parents in sports other than tennis, first-hand, but I can testify that insane tennis parents are toxic. Yet rewarded with success.
The Tennis Channel is currently showing two matches onscreen at once. I wish I had it in HD. I'm getting dizzy.
tommyrot - Jun 03, 2009 6:22:26 am PDT #22523 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.
Eggs Benedict is the food of the gods....
tommyrot - Jun 03, 2009 6:25:02 am PDT #22524 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.
Carl Mertens' Taster is a spork by any other name
I didn't know there was a utensil called a "taster."
Accustomed as I am to spending long nights in drooling over kitchen catalogs, dreaming of utensils that might make my life in the kitchen easier — my current must-have would be a guy (must be cute) who can slice vegetables perfectly, as mine always look as if they've been hacked at by a hungry viking with a bad dose of the D.T.s — this taster thingy designed by Carl Mertens (who he?) seems like a whole heap of who cares-lessness? A three-in-one hook, spoon and fork (Hospofo? Spoohork? Memo to marketing department: I think you could come up with something a little more interesting than taster, don't you?) that costs 32 buckeroos — well, there's no way that's going on my wishlist. File under sch for schtoopid.
Trudy Booth - Jun 03, 2009 6:48:12 am PDT #22525 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Half the people here would end up yanking their faces off with that hook.
Barb - Jun 03, 2009 7:01:50 am PDT #22526 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
What would be the dress code for a Sunday evening wedding? Cocktail attire, right?
Yep babe. You can get away with the sparkly stuff at the cocktail length if'n you so desire.
Barb - Jun 03, 2009 7:01:51 am PDT #22527 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Dunno why it posted twice. wasn't that important.
Carry on.
Lee - Jun 03, 2009 7:03:10 am PDT #22528 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Eggs Benedict is the food of the gods....
I vote no. Too easy to get a bad one, with too much and/or bad hollandaise