Oh, also, I have determined I enjoy pesto when it's cooked, so that's good.
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
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.
A friend had a basenji and I loved him. But possibly only in contrast to her other evil devil dog.
Wiki says pesto means anything made by pounding, so probably anything herby/leafy with olive oil and some cheese? Otherwise you're looking at hummus and stuff.
I don't particularly like traditional pesto, but my SiL makes a chicken pesto pasta that's fantastic. The kids love it.
Hip hop fans, my sister just sent me a list to an ethnographic database of hip hop lyrics: [link] but I can't work out the depth and breadth of this thing. I guess I'll start with the champagne browser. But I need to see why, for instance, the poster of job opportunities with only black people on it makes me look twice. Which, sadface, because how many all white posters have I seen today? But this is about hip hop which to me means it should and shouldn't be racially monolithic (now reviewing poster to make sure my assessment of the silhouettes (I hate that I can't type that word quickly) isn't itself problem-ridden).
Those silhouettes are specific rappers, right? Which, sure, they could have people who aren't black men in that group, but probably not in most people's top ten.
(Which is problematic for reasons outside the people who made the website.)
I think the first step is to form a committee for date review, and take the burden of decision out of your hands, -t. Stay tuned for the cross-functional flowchart excitement.
I...I actually know a couple who met via a third-party spreadsheet. I went to their wedding last year.
Yeah, I think the word pesto is the same root as pestle? But I used a food processor, so, yeah, but the recipe calls it "pesto" and it's a green sauce, so I'm going with that.
Lightening flashes in the distance. Wasn't expecting that...
Sorry, y'all, I feel like I only come on here to whine these days, but: Ugh, we're getting scary tornado warnings for tomorrow. I HATE TORNADO WEATHER. And M is flying to Chicago right now, through what looks like some pretty nasty weather, and he won't be back until Saturday, and I feel like I should do something to prepare for possible tornadoes but I don't know what. Supposedly we'll be getting the worst of it around noon tomorrow, when I'll be at work and Rose will be at daycare. Neither building has a tornado shelter or basement or anything like that. I hate feeling like there's nothing I can do to protect either of us. And I hate that M is away, not to mention in the middle of what is probably a very bumpy, nerve-wracking flight. UGH.