Also, emergency response helicopters, for people in remote areas.
I'm a quarter mile from a freeway offramp. Let me know you're coming, and you can do a flying loop past the house, fling it out to me, and be back on the freeway in two minutes.
Jenny ,'Bring On The Night'
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Also, emergency response helicopters, for people in remote areas.
I'm a quarter mile from a freeway offramp. Let me know you're coming, and you can do a flying loop past the house, fling it out to me, and be back on the freeway in two minutes.
I just wish Kozmo hadn't collapsed under its own weight.
What is Kozmo?
Zen, you should hook up with the people delivering tacos by drone.
Zen, you should hook up with the people delivering tacos by drone.
This is an actual thing? Brilliant.
Connie, comfort food doesn't get flung at you from a speeding vehicle! It gets handed to you gently, in a temperature-controlled box with a ribbon on it, by an attractive person with a calm and understanding demeanor. Premium Members get a warm fuzzy blankie.
We take our comfort where we can, here in the rugged, wild west. Warmth and understanding may just be too much for us to stand.
zenkitty,
you might want to tweak your business idea. someone comes to me with comfort food and the right kind of demeanor, they might have to sit in my home for 4 hours and listen to ALL the problems.
Aims, I am sorry your mother-in-law is driving you crazy. FWIW, I often boggle at the comments she leaves on your posts.
Things I want to accomplish today:
1. Go to the farmers' market.
2. Sweep kitchen and bathroom, and sniffer the stairs, living room and dining room.
3. Actually read some fanfic and review it. (since taking a pledge to leave a comment on every fic I read, I have not read any because I didn't feel I had the energy.)
4. Nap.
5. Maybe try out the Italian restaurant around the block that has been there for a year.
Rassen frassen. Came home on Friday to find a letter from the government. Apparently we've been overpaid child tax benefit and childcare benefit to the tune of $9,000, and they'd like it back now please. (Actually $11,000, but they already took back $2,000 from our tax return.)
Next week I predict a call to see if they're amenable to setting up a (re)payment plan.
Ugh, billytea, WTF? That's a pretty serious mistake on the government's part.