The word "adult" as an adjective always makes me want to look around for Larry Flynt.
Well, yes, but look who's talking, adult fun-lady.
Aw, man, now I feel like I should check behind the couch for Larry Flynt. You never know where he'll turn up.
Spike: At least give me Wesley's office since he's gone. Angel: He's not gone. He's on a leave of absence. Spike: Yeah, right. Boo-hoo. Thought he killed his bloody father. Try staking your mother when she's coming on to you! Harmony: Well…that explains a lot.
'Destiny'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Steph L. - Mar 23, 2012 1:30:39 pm PDT #27909 of 30001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Amy - Mar 23, 2012 1:35:43 pm PDT #27910 of 30001
Because books.
Completely random, but one of the neighbors looks exactly like Les Nessman.
-t - Mar 23, 2012 1:40:23 pm PDT #27911 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Hm, I think I'd have to buy a different shape of canning jar from what I have to make that work. And then I don't know if I'd really be comfortable baking them. But I bet I could do like individual steamed puddings in jelly jars. I'll have to think about that.
Sheryl - Mar 23, 2012 1:44:19 pm PDT #27912 of 30001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
Happy Birthday to Kathy and Raq!
tommyrot - Mar 23, 2012 1:54:17 pm PDT #27913 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Birthday Happies, Kathy and Raq!!
Liese S. - Mar 23, 2012 2:05:30 pm PDT #27914 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I can't put cupcakes in my canning jars. I am putting pear butter in my canning jars.
But once again, I love how my optimism at the beginning of a canning process gradually descends into chaos and cursing by the end of it, wherein I stare sadly at one, maybe two, jars of overprocessed, inedible, sugar laden goop. At the beginning, I have a heap of lovely looking produce and the belief that it will magically transform itself into infinitely preservable jars. And I always clean too many jars, believing that I will get a much larger yield than I actually will.
Today's casualty is the edge of my kitchen counter, where the formica has pulled away from the counter because of the pressure of my food mill clamped to it. I worked out a reasonable substitute, by clamping instead to my marble pastry board, but it was still a pretty untenable solution. And it's pretty clear I should have cooked down the pears much longer at the beginning, because I have more pear juice than pear sauce at this point.
Oh well, it's in the crockpot, and I refuse to bemoan my pear butter fate. It will be what it will be.
Jesse - Mar 23, 2012 2:05:37 pm PDT #27915 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I don't want a cake or pie in a jar, because does it come out? Or do you have to eat it out of the jar?
-t - Mar 23, 2012 2:05:55 pm PDT #27916 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Many happy returns, Raq and Kathy!
Huh, I just heard an ice cream truck playing Love Me Tender calliope-style. That's a new one on me.
Eta: I think you eat it out of the jar, Jesse. That's the only way I see it working.The lifehacker recipe looks like more of a cobbler or fool than cake to me, fwtw.
Jesse - Mar 23, 2012 2:06:54 pm PDT #27917 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Also, good luck with the pears, Liese. Just keep cooking it, right?
Liese S. - Mar 23, 2012 2:07:54 pm PDT #27918 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Right? Keep cooking it down, at some point it should have the right consistency, yes? Even if that point is tomorrow?