msbelle, have you checked out Sue's guys-with-eyeliner tumblr?
I'll be scientific-like and say that if 375F for 40 minutes is the goal, you can make an equation and predict that you're shooting for 15,000 thingies of cooking thingery.
Scientific Theo is a thingery of beauty.
However, a 25 degree difference here should just be a matter of time.
Not so much if the 25° spans 451° and you've put a rotisserie chicken wrapped in foil-like paper in the oven.
Amy what is the title of that tumblr? or link?
oh woe! my office has blocked tumblr
mine blocked to & lo. if they block tumblr I will lament.
I liked that you said this.
I'm lucky that I can be fairly straighforward with our HR department. At least, I think I am. (Looks at the length of time since the last promotion . . . ) Maybe.
msbelle, have you checked out Sue's guys-with-eyeliner tumblr?
Amy what is the title of that tumblr? or link?
I would also appreciate this info. For reasons.
Mr. Rogers was creepy. My sisters agreed with me. This may explain a great many things about my childhood.
Is it okay if I gloat here like a cold-hearted bitch, just a wee little bit? Another board I lurk at (mostly in order to spare all the non-, a- and antitheists here from my maunderings) has had a recent horrific Zimmerman-flavored troll invasion. The non-trolls have been waging a war of pushback composed equally of snark and talking the trolls to death, which has kind of helped inasmuch as at least the worst of the trolls do their trolling on threads where we don't hang out.
This morning the admins posted an earnest facing-my-unexamined-privilege-and-unconscious-racism post from an earnest young thing that was pure trollbait, and sure enough the trolls descended in a frenzy. One concerted pushback later, I went back in to see what the sane people had to say, and by God the admins had deleted all the trolling. Every derail, every WY U HATE GOD AND AMERICA? post, every YOU'RE THE REAL RACIST!!1!1 post, everything that wasn't reasonably sane and on topic.
I just want to lie down and roll around in all the measured, rational discourse surrounded by vast tracts of empty land. And then I meanly want to spy on the trolls and watch them choke on their uvulas.