I had a clothes line for years, but don't at the moment. I miss my sheets and towels being line dried. Now that it isn't so hot out I should put a line up again.

This guy is a crank case without much to occupy him. I mean, one of his big complaints against us is that we have a mis-matched covering on a part of our MH skirting, which is propped shut with a couple of bricks. It was like that when we moved in. Now it's a heinous assault upon his sense of decency, even though my van is parked between it and him about 90% of the time.

At least I can provide reams and reams of data from Laundry Line dot Org, to support my case, but I think it's a tiresome waste of my time.

Okay, big Buffista Garbage Party at Katie's! We'll hurl beer bottles and shout about porn. It'll be mad fun! Then we'll enjoy the scent of some line-dried laundry and really piss him off.

Heh heh. Much more cheerful now. Thanks!! Type to you soon.

Bye Katie!

Katie, can you complain about him being a peeping tom? Just an idea to combat a nosey neighbor.

GC, tons of ~ma! Thank goodness, with all this crazy, you have the most adorable bundle of joy in ya! He'll come out just fine, one way or another. And when he does, all this crap won't matter. In the meantime, can you file an insurance fraud case on asshat doc that was supposed to be covered, but only by proxy?

ION the rain~ma worked. It was spritzing most of the day. Apparently I needed to ask for Cancel~ma. Fuckers put up tents. But get this. It was in a brand new park. They put the sod down last night around midnight. Fresh sod. In the rain. MUD CITY! They roped off the lawn, so 95% of the audience was 3/4 of a block away. In the rain. Uggggg. The actors were not happy. More bitter than me! :: sigh ::

Good God, GC! This is absolutely appalling! Wishing you all the -ma in the world!

Boob-ma to Cash, and neighbour-ma to Katie (and, fucking hell, I'm astounded that one even CAN complain about somebody hanging up their washing to dry. It's akin to complaining that someone doesn't microwave their dinner, afaic).

wrt the word "grill", I use it interchangeably with toast. I remain puzzled by the American term "grilled cheese", because it looks to me like fried cheese, rather than toasted cheese (which is what our grilled cheese sandwich generally is).

...otoh, a Toastie machine does pretty much fry the bread, I suppose, since you butter the outside of the sandwich before sticking it into the press.

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...Huh. No wonder my kids get puzzled by English words.

I think the "grill" in grilled cheese is the kind of grill that is a synonym for griddle. Or maybe even a shortening of griddle. The big flat thing they cook everything on at a diner, isn't that also called a grill?

Oh, now these words all look made up and nonsensical.

I just had a melted cheese open faced sandwhich. I cheated, I toasted the bread the put cheese on the toast, and nuked it. Yummy.

When I was growing up, we made grilled cheese by placing a slice of cheese on the bread and putting it on the oven rack close to the top element in the oven. Then we'd cut it into fingers, and I'd try to get the middle bits.

Broiling confused me for some time because I figured it should bear some relation to boiling.

When I was growing up, we made grilled cheese by placing a slice of cheese on the bread and putting it on the oven rack close to the top element in the oven

In my family, we call that "cheese toast" and I love it.

The best grilled cheese I ever had was made by a neighbor when I was growing up and contradicted a bunch of prejudices. Basically frying white bread in Mayo on the griddle, and adding American cheese. Pretty sure it was brand specific - had to be Wonder Bread, Kraft Cheese, Don't know what brand of Mayo.