I've never run out of clicky stick--I have butane. But too often I find myself lighting candles with the kitchen torch, which is like cracking a peanut with a hammer. Or sifting through my matchbook collection for ones from places I will go to again, because I'm too lazy to go into the next room and get a proper lighting implement.
'Dirty Girls'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
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Distracted by the tennis. Two Chinese women in the Australian Open semifinals. Pretty damned good.
What is the kitchen torch and do I want one?
DUDE, is that the crème brûlée thingie? I so want one of those. I have been told it's a Bad Idea but it's amazing and I want it.
I also have a clicky stick that has no gas, it just sparks, and it uses Zippo lighter flints. It's like 30 years old.
That's what I thought they ALL were!
What is the kitchen torch and do I want one?
No.
And no.
The only time I ever had it come off unexpectedly on me was when I was cleaning my house during an allergy attack and heat wave. So there was a lot of water (sneeze tears and crazy sweating) and pressure (sneezing and rubbing my eyes) there.
An anxiety attack crying fit will also remove it. I was shocked! But also, I sort of had locked myself in a bathroom stall and wept for a half hour. So.
My mother's lashes got pretty thick with the glaucoma meds. She's sad, however, that they haven't turned her eyes brown. Which is freakish, because the woman has insanely green eyes.
DUDE, is that the crème brûlée thingie? I so want one of those. I have been told it's a Bad Idea but it's amazing and I want it.
nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
DUDE, is that the crème brûlée thingie? I so want one of those. I have been told it's a Bad Idea but it's amazing and I want it.
Some day, some fine fine day, one of our friends will follow through on their threat of giving me one so they can watch Pete's face as I unwrap it.
It really would be cool to see smoke actually come out of someone's ears.
An anxiety attack crying fit will also remove it. I was shocked! But also, I sort of had locked myself in a bathroom stall and wept for a half hour. So.
It's warm water and pressure... Though I do prefer removing it in the shower because the tubes look weird in my sink.
Some day, some fine fine day, one of our friends will follow through on their threat of giving me one so they can watch Pete's face as I unwrap it.
I so hope to be there when this happens. Sadly, Pete will kill me if I try and gift you one.
Sadly, Pete will kill me if I try and gift you one.
This is very true.
Unrelatedly, Etsy is like crack if you happen to be browsing for vintage sewing notions. Whooo.