I've never heard of Jeni's Splendid Ice Cream. Huh. The local ice creams of fame I know about are Bi-Rite and Michael's.
I still miss Toscanini's in Central Square (Cambridge).
ION, Damn you NPR! It's the 40th anniversary of the release of "Take Me Home, Country Roads", and they played a couple of clips this morning. So now I'm earwormed. To the iPod, quick! Maybe Arcade Fire will exorcise John Denver from my head.
The problem was also Pacey.
Ah, Pacey.
Oh. You guys are why I bought ice cream yesterday, huh? I don't even remember this conversation; I totally skimmed over it, and yet? Ice cream in my freezer. I am so susceptible. When the revolution comes, you all have to remember that I've probably been brainwashed by the opposition and not trust anything I say.
Anyway, hookers and blow, everybody! How's things?
Oh Pacey. How are you so wonderful on such an awful show?
Oh Pacey. How are you so wonderful on such an awful show?
He could never see that she didn't love him.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AMY!!
There was also Varsity Blues ("I DON'T WANT YOUR LIFE!") and Rules of Attraction.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMY!
Thank you all for the birthday wishes. Very happy-making!
Whoops. I took a shower and was a little late for a con call (they don't need me for the first half hour, so who cares, right?) and by the time I dialed in, all the con call slots were taken up. And I'm definitely on the agenda for later in the meeting. Luckily I had the cell number of someone in the meeting and she has mine, so she'd be likely to answer in the middle of the meeting and they kicked someone off for me.
Whoops.
But I am so fresh and so clean clean.