mid to high 90s this entire week. hello summer. I am not ready. we'll see how I deal wearing jeans to work all summer - this would normally be cotton dress and/or gauzy long skirt weather for me.
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.
Timelies all!
There is a tornado warning(or is it watch? whichever is less threatening.) here until 10 pm.
Jesse, that's actually her natural Canadian accent. In interviews, it throws me off every time.
Huh. It really seems like in the American characters, she's American, but when she's Sarah-as-Beth, it really sounds like a Brit trying to do American.
Matt was it the Wharf Express?
No, Sam's Crystal River Seafood: [link]
On the whole I'd heartily recommend it, everyone but the one waitress was very nice, and the place itself seemed like one of those hole-in-the-wall local joints that's a great find. But if the service on my first visit had been like the second, I'd have never found out how good the food is because I'd have cancelled my order and walked out.
I just misheard a commercial and thought they wanted Ann Coulter to touch my heart. That sent a little jolt of terror through me as I pictured her coming for my organ meats.
Crystal River has been around forever, it's one those places that everyone goes to and no one talks about much because it's good and there's very little drama.
For awhile there the Wharf and its owners were a Drama Vortex. Buildings burning down, business deals gone bad, family drama, etc.
If you ever go through and have time to make a major detour The Seinyard is a really good place for seafood. But it's in Woodvillle.
Now I want fried mullet and cheese grits.
Why do you have to wear jeans?
Boss lady called me up a half hour before lunch (and three hours before my day officially ended) to tell me what to do with my time. LADY, I WAS INTERIM DIRECTOR FOR TWO YEARS, I can survive a day without explicit instruction, sheesh. And it's not my fault that you worked four hours past your scheduled clock-out time and didn't get a chance to talk to me before the weekend. No one is asking you to man the house so that we are legitimately open to when we say we are. That's not your problem that everyone else fucked off for the weekend. And, jesus, it was pouring out, no one was going to visit us. Go suck on your finger.
It looks like we got a new house. A lot of work ahead now.