I wish I could get Good Night Irene out of my head.
Olaf the Troll ,'Showtime'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
Don't you have special nail polish spreadsheets?
I have a spreadsheet of gluten-free recipes that I've bookmarked. I ought to just make those into PDFs, and will at some point, but it's useful to just look at the spreadsheet and know I have a recipe for, say, corn pudding or pumpkin pie (yes, I am already anticipating what I can bring to Thanksgiving to ensure that I get to eat more than dry turkey and olives).
Relatedly, I am going to make cookies right now.
Pfft. Having grown up in South Florida where Hurricane parties were common, I think that's a perfectly sane response.
I remember being caught in a blizzard in Tennessee some (lots) years back and being shocked that the bars were closed.
Sorry about the root canal Teppy.
I'm planning on making a chicken stew type thing tonight. I walked downtown some and I went to the yarn shop where I'd bought some sock weight yarn to make a scarf and showed it to the owner. She was really impressed (she knits but hasn't learned to crochet) and while I was there a couple other knitters stopped by and liked what I'd started. It was a neat feeling.
She's starting a knitting/crochet group in a couple of weeks and I'm going and excited to learn stuff = there are going to be classes at some point - but also to get a social outlet.
I wish I could get Good Night Irene out of my head.
You and me both. It doesn't help that it has this verse:
Sometimes I live in the country
Sometimes I live in town
Sometimes I take a great notion
Just to jump in the river and drown.
I wish I could get Good Night Irene out of my head.
Last Saturday night I got married
Me and my wife settled down
Now me and my wife are parted
I'm gonna take another stroll downtown.
Now I want to listen to my Weavers collection on my iPod. Love listening to Ronnie Gilbert singing "House of the Rising Sun."
Wow I just googled "Irene News". Listen to your mayors & your POTUS, peoples! GTFO of there!
I remember picking up a 12 pack of beer the morning after the big Northridge quake back in 94 while others were grabbing water, etc. After such an intense experience, alcohol was a necessity.
My county probably won't see much from Irene, but I still picked up four litres of tonic water and some limes, to go with the gin I bought last weekend. Just in case.
I still picked up four litres of tonic water and some limes, to go with the gin I bought last weekend. Just in case.
And buying the gin in advance was the real stroke of genius!
(Seriously, I'm concerned that we won't even get any rain at all out of this thing. And vibing hard for people who are actually in the path.)