If it doesn't address blowing or rolling, still not the device I need. ::continues with port::
I am nostalgic for mine. They can only use my left arm because of the lymphedema in the right. This week I've had two long infusions and three blood draws, plus medical science has found another form of tape that I'm allergic too.
Wow--I missed a great evening of nattering.
Ginger, medical science needs to be a bit less innovative for you.
Wow, that page is cutely defensive over their name. Go team Sambo!
Having the port shaves about 45 minutes off my ER visit, so I am quite a fan. Even if it does randomly choose to hurt.
I used to play strip trivial pursuit in college as well.
I think I only played Trivial Pursuit once in college. There was no stripping.
But I knew the answer to "What's the highest navigable lake in the world." My friends were all, "How did you know that?" I replied, "How could you forget about Lake Titicaca?"
(OK, this post was mostly so I could say "Titicaca".)
Mixtape Coffee Table
This is cool. Except it needs to be a very dark grey. And it should work.
"We just like saying the name!"
Two Lies And A Truth is what we played in college, and it was SO MUCH FUN. Mostly, it was an excuse to hone our lying - I mean - storytelling skills. The more outlandish-yet-believable the stories, the better you were as a player.
Despite all the other stories you may have heard - this is really how SAMBO'S got its name.
'The Story of Little Black Sambo' by Helen Bannerman was an afterthought.
If by "afterthought" you mean that the walls, the tables, and the menus were all decorated with a little black boy and tigers running around in circles! Oy. But I assume the original no longer sports those images.
The one we went to was in Laguna Beach near Leisure World.