Dana, what's your tagline from? It makes me laugh every time I read it.
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.
Coincidentlaly, I just had leftover pizza for dinner before signing in here. I am beyond shocked that Dominos is now making pizzas that are actually good—in the past I'd only eaten them because they tended to be cheap and therefore provided for free by someone at work.
Oh, yeah, +1 to me for the risotto. Awesome. I think next time I'll make it with fish, asparagus, and lime juice.
You inspired me and I made shrimp and snow pea risotto. Nom.
Dana, what's your tagline from? It makes me laugh every time I read it.
It's apparently from a Terry Goodkind book, and deadly serious. The evil chicken is one of fandom_wank's favorite things.
It's dreary and rainy here, but we can't really complain as we need all the rain we can get: [link]
We're getting snow here now.
I think I'm going to bake corn muffins.
Those two statements may be related. Or maybe not.
As of now we have no more carpet in the house.
Beth, congrats on no carpet and Matt's job!!
I am on day 4 of a very bad cold/sore throat which sucks because I was supposed to check out a new cool spot in Oaktown with Consuela tonight. Instead, I haven't left the house since Friday night. Steve has been over a few times, to watch The Visitor on the Roku (loving the Roku, btw!) and bring me cough medicine. It's so much easier now that's he's 10 minutes away instead of 35+.
But, aside from missing hangout time with Consuela, being sick has been a largely enjoyable excuse to read and watch dvds, activities I rarely fit in my schedule. Sometimes it's nice to have an excuse to be immensely non-productive.
A man who owned a sports and fishing store in Old Town Alexandria wanted to expand. He bought a building, hired architects, came up with plans, and at each step, checked with the historical building commission, who kept saying everything looked good. It came time for final approval, and the historical building commission told him that he couldn't do it. They told him to submit new plans, but he said that he didn't have any more money for the architects. So, in retaliation, he rented the building to a sex shop. [link]
Sometimes it's nice to have an excuse to be immensely non-productive.
Indeed. I've been very unproductive this weekend, which is hard to justify. Whereas if I were sick, I wouldn't feel guilty about it.