Right. Sir. Honey.

Zoe ,'The Train Job'


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.


Steph L. - Jan 03, 2010 4:51:20 pm PST #29055 of 30001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

God, I hate snot.

So with you. I don't understand how the human body produces so much, nor where it comes from. I mean, when I don't have a cold, I'm not blowing out all this snot, because it's not there. So where does it hang out in between colds? (That's why I secretly believe it's BRAINS.)

ION, all my chores are done:
sheets and towels folded and put away
first load of dishes put away
second load of dishes washed
shower curtain scrubbed and attacked with bleach
money exchanged for groceries.

I also cooked a batch of edamame for lunches for the week, made my lunch, ground the coffee beans, and set up the coffeemaker.

As a reward for all that, we stopped for Indian food on the way back from the grocery store. Matar paneer and the best garlic naan I've ever had. And when I picked it up (carry-out), the woman handed me the bag and then a styrofoam coffee cup with a lid, and said, "This is from us to you."

The cup was really light, but I could tell something was in there. It wasn't hot, so I figured it wasn't extra rice or anything. Turns out it was a donut-hole-type thing made with coconut, with a sweet clear syrup in the bottom of the cup. I just had a tiny bit off the side, and it was overwhelmingly sweet. The Boy liked it, though. Still, bonus dessert thing! Must order from them again.


Jesse - Jan 03, 2010 4:51:35 pm PST #29056 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Yeah, I don't get the whole gladiator sandal thing.


Jessica - Jan 03, 2010 5:01:03 pm PST #29057 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Sounds like gulab jaman, Tep, aka Deep Fried Sugar In Sugar Sauce aka That Stuff Ethan Likes That Makes My Teeth Hurt Just Thinking About It.


tommyrot - Jan 03, 2010 5:04:03 pm PST #29058 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.

Sounds nummy!

ION, has anyone ever had unfilterd sake? How does it compare to the regular (clear) stuff?


Steph L. - Jan 03, 2010 5:04:21 pm PST #29059 of 30001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Deep Fried Sugar In Sugar Sauce

That's it! Free sugar is always nice, but wow, it was more than 100% sugar. It was one more sugary.


msbelle - Jan 03, 2010 5:04:46 pm PST #29060 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I may have a new favorite house (of what is currently available): [link]


Jessica - Jan 03, 2010 5:10:29 pm PST #29061 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

It was one more sugary.

The sweetness goes up to eleven!


Sue - Jan 03, 2010 5:15:28 pm PST #29062 of 30001
hip deep in pie

The New York Times has discovered the watch and post (or watch and skype). [link]


Sophia Brooks - Jan 03, 2010 5:39:20 pm PST #29063 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

I really like that house, msbelle. It has great kitchen cabinets! In rochester, all the kitchens seem to be redone in 80's oak country kitchen except in the scary neighborhoods. Well except my boss's house-- she has a perfect pink 50's bathroom and a kitchen with original 50's appliances. Unfortunately, she hates them and is saving to have them gutted.


Sue - Jan 03, 2010 5:51:19 pm PST #29064 of 30001
hip deep in pie

Sophia, your boss is going to make msbelle cry.

Whee, I remembered that I got a flyer that a youth org was holding a clothing drive tomorrow, so now I have a garbage bag full of clothes and shoes to put out for them to pick up. Some of these have been sitting in my closet for over a year in a giveaway pile.

I also took down my Xmas tree tonight. It was sad, but it was at the point that breathing in its direction caused half the needles to fall off.