Oy. There was good climbing and better beer tonight.

Dana: I SEE WHAT YOU DID THAR. (Re: magic beans.)

Tomorrow there will be Goodwilling and furniture moving and maybe even taping before I go to the theater. I wish I had better audiobooks to listen to while working around the house: Pillars of the Earth is really kind of awful in this format, although I suspect it would be okay as a novel because I could skip/skim as necessary.

Man, I love Pillars of the Earth, and I just realized I left my copy on the shared bookshelf at my old office. Ah well. It is the kind of book I'll take breaks from, though, and read something quick.

Good morning, Natter! I woke up too early, but stayed in bed and read my book until I was too hungry to wait any more.

Any meat I'd want cooked on a grill I put in the broiler drawer. You just have to monitor carefully. Flames. Choose flames. It was good enough for your protohuman ancestors, it's good enough for you.

Broiler on top accomplishes the same thing without killing my back.

I have the top broiler and my stove is nothing special, so I don't think you should have to pay a premium, just find the right model.

It is nice having the greater flexibility w/r/t dish sizes, distance from flame, etc. And not having to tetris the pan into the drawer.

I've never seen a top broiler. In Wyoming we had a Jenn-Air range with a grill on top, which was awesome, but the broiler was still in the oven.

My favorite stove was a 1940s one in the apartment where Jake was born. Had a side compartment next to the oven for warming, and space for pan storage. Still worked perfectly.

The broiler is in the oven, but in the main oven compartment, not the drawer underneath.

Ah! I want a gas stove again so much. I hate electric.

This was like the oven we had, but it wasn't a Wedgewood. I think it was a Magic Chef.

Help? Now I have to come up with a wedding present for when I see G&V at his graduation next week. I was already planning to take them for a nice dinner in honor of his MBA. (Restaurant recommendations in Glendale welcome.)

Maybe finding a man covered in glitter automatically takes the wife/girlfriend to a Dances with Strippers headspace?

I have the least horrible electric stove I've ever had (flat ceramic cooking surface), but I still miss gas. I don't think I saw one apartment with gas here in LA in any of my searches. Colin has a great vintage six-burner gas stove I envy so much, but it's not like I'm a house-owner or anything.

I am wearing my Batman cuff today. This and my short skirt and boots (same ones as yesterday, or branch out? Decisions, decisions...) will have to motivate me beyond my migraine to actually get stuff done away from the apartment. Can't wimp out on the haircut. Committed there. It's all about how much I get done on the way home from that now.

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Maybe finding a man covered in glitter automatically takes the wife/girlfriend to a Dances with Strippers headspace?

Glitter and bruises, no less. But still. Some wives/GFs needed to calm down.

There was the one to whom I emailed a bruise--it was her boyfriend's palm print on my inner thigh. That shit was funny. But they both knew the pic was coming. I'm not entirely evil.