Xander: How? What? How? Giles: Three excellent questions.

Xander/Giles ,'Never Leave Me'


Natter 64: Yes, we still need you  

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.


sarameg - Dec 29, 2009 6:31:34 pm PST #28032 of 30001

PV=nRT!!! It's proportional!

God, I hate winter.


tommyrot - Dec 29, 2009 6:37:05 pm PST #28033 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

PV=nRT!!! It's proportional!

Heh.

Possibly I added too much air to that tire. It seems one should be able to bring a bike indoors without it resulting in a loud bang as a tire bursts. Speaking of which, I hope no one in the building thought a gun went off.


Burrell - Dec 29, 2009 6:46:20 pm PST #28034 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Too funny Jesse. When I was a kid too much candy gave me a searing headache. Now I'm clever enough not to eat TOO much.

Speaking of, we have brownies, we have ice cream, we have fresh whipped cream (I got a whipped cream dispenser for Xmas). I am very much pondering the possibility of dessert.


Kat - Dec 29, 2009 6:51:34 pm PST #28035 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Unfortunately "too much" is rarely defined as equal to "how much I want." Maybe it's how much I want - one, but that's a hard one to figure out in situ.

I don't think my problem is dairy. I think it's wheat. I'm in denial about that though as I WILL make a red velvet cake for new years.


Jesse - Dec 29, 2009 6:54:33 pm PST #28036 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I puked pretty regularly the first night of vacation and Christmas night as a child. But that's because we never had candy/cookies/soda in the house!

Parents: Do not deprive your children in this way! It will only lead to pukey childen on holidays!!


Kat - Dec 29, 2009 6:58:58 pm PST #28037 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

t insert something about our house being the opposite of Jesse's except for the soda. This week alone we have had milkshakes, cookies of multiple varieties, maple oat scones (as well as steamed veggies, grilled chicken and brown rice).

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Do you ever type a post and realize, "no one cares" and then delete it? That is me right now. I might blame the Darvocet, Flexeril combo though.


sarameg - Dec 29, 2009 7:01:49 pm PST #28038 of 30001

I do that, but only have my natural brain chemistry to blame.

For example, instead of going to bed like a sane person, danced around my front room to Lily Allen, Carbonleaf and JEM. Because I could.

Being sane now, g'night.


Burrell - Dec 29, 2009 7:08:47 pm PST #28039 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Do you ever type a post and realize, "no one cares" and then delete it?

All the time. I'm so neurotic I usually delete it before I post.

WRT to the wheat, I find that I am happier with whole grains than with highly refined flours. The refined ones can clog my system a bit, DH's too. But I would cry if I had to cut out wheat entirely.


brenda m - Dec 29, 2009 7:23:18 pm PST #28040 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

All the time. I'm so neurotic I usually delete it before I post.

I totally do that.


tommyrot - Dec 29, 2009 7:24:41 pm PST #28041 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

This link has two awesome videos.

1st video is of a 20-story trebuchet that flings flaming pianos and a compact car.

2nd one is Cherpumple: The Franken-Kaiju Pie-Cake From Hell (Both videos at this link)

What they're comparing this next invention to is a turducken. The dessert equivalent thereof. Well, this guy--Charles Phoenix--is like our friend from across the pond with a trebuchet: thinking big. Big and ludicrous. And we respect that.