"Adirondack chair" is my brain's default answer to "going to stretch out and read outside not by a pool".
I want a zero gravity lounge chair something fierce.
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.
"Adirondack chair" is my brain's default answer to "going to stretch out and read outside not by a pool".
I want a zero gravity lounge chair something fierce.
Costco. I got one end of season last year for like 25 bucks.
I just took down the baby gate, and posted it on Freecycle!
I feel like I got my house back, but with extra dog.
Jesse, I don't think you're taking the right lesson from lunch: NO BEETS.
That's just wrong. Really I want all beets for lunch.
I've never had anything but canned beets as a child, and even now the memory makes me nauseous. I guess fresh ones are better?
I just took down the baby gate, and posted it on Freecycle!
So Dita's good with Charlie now? Or goodish?
I don't find a great deal of difference between canned beets and fresh. I like 'em both. Pickled is different, of course. But still tasty, for me.
Beets = yum.
Canned are overcooked like everything canned, I think.
I'm eating way different now, but I don't think I'll make it to beets any time soon. When work took me out for Indian, I had a hard time trying to find a rice replacement in the buffet, good lord. You know, something unspicy and neutral to accompany the tandoori. THE SALAD. So gross. I might be snafting as much fruit as possible, but vegetables are not that appealing.
My pain therapist has decided that art is my big way out of the shroud chronic pain places on my personality. She does know it (sometimes) involves two guys kissing, but I don't know if she really *appreciates* that.
She asked me if I drew Jamaica much, that it must have visual delights, you know with the labourers and the merchants...
THE FUCK. I told her it was my normal, so no, I didn't go around drawing everyone like they were poetic bullshit. I may not have said poetic bullshit out loud.
I've never really had the guts to eat beets. I think when I was a kid I decided they Looked Weird(but that list was way too long till I was about sixteen, so maybe I should revise.) Yeah, for you, those guys are your cousin. Which, you could draw your cousin, but he's not...picturesque to you, of course.