'Get It Done'
[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.
Trifecta:
My brother's brewpub won a GOLD MEDAL at the Great American Beer Festival this weekend, for its gluten-free beer, called Celia Pale Ale. This is the second year in a row they've won gold for their GF beer. I tried it last weekend, and it really is excellent. I know I'm biased, but the medal is well deserved.
Yay, Tep's brother!
I wish their beer had wider (or any) distribution. I mean, you win a gold, it's clearly great beer, so I just wish more people could try it.
Instead, everyone must go to Vermont.
Yay, TeppyBrother!
Congrats, brother o'Teppy!
Ack. I am so wound up from the emotional output of the day (hell, the whole month) that I can't fall asleep. Body! Cut it out!
My brother's brewpub won a GOLD MEDAL at the Great American Beer Festival this weekend, for its gluten-free beer, called Celia Pale Ale.
Cecilia, You're breaking my heart
You're shaking my confidence baby
(When I worked in a grocery store, the bread lady was named Cecelia. Songs were sung. Any name even near it and I think of wheat and yeast and nom.)
Cass has earwormed me cruelly.
P.S. Everybody was Kung Fu fighting.
Hahahaha! I see Pix plays dirty!
Unexpected visit from kids today. Hours long. I wasn't apprised nor was I told when it would end so I ended up holed up in my room for 6 or 7 hours. I have some snacks in my room but not exactly a balanced diet. Tomorrow I will be buying better things for the bedroom pantry in case of such future emergencies.
I wanted to nap pretty badly but didn't. I'm looking forward to being able to sleep in tomorrow. I hope. I pray the neighborhood power tool brigade goes to church...
What? I was just commenting on the odd thing I saw at the hospital. Everywhere I looked, Kung Fu. Weirdest thing.
t looks innocent