I never heard of that guy before, but now I love him. You go, Giraffedata!
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Teppy, tell your friend to cake the drip pans with baking soda then pour vinegar over them. Let soak a while. Scrub a layer off. Lather, rinse repeat. Unless one likes how Barkeeper's Friend feels on one's skin. Cuz it'll do the job, but it's not particularly friendly to my hands.
They are currently sitting in a paste of Barkeeper's Friend, but my friend may switch to baking soda and vinegar if she ever, ever finishes editing these goddamn articles.
All I can think here is "the enemy of my enemy is my friend and the friend of Teppy's friend is... a bar keeper."
I keep thinking I should compost, and then not doing it. Maybe someday!
Trudy! I had to check Google Maps last night to make sure you live south of Valhalla, NY.
So, I decided to put my leftover from Halloween chocolate drops (like M&Ms but not made by Mars) in my sugar bowl, since I have a sugar bowl and am not using sweetener right now) and my co-workers all correctly identified the sound of candy being poured into a container, with S specifically guessing Peanut M&Ms. Mine are half plain and half peanut, so that is pretty impressive.
I should have checked in here. Sorry.
Yes, I'm a few stops South of Valhalla and was on a train or two later - that was indeed my line, however.
Trudy, that's still way too close! Horrible tragedy.
Did everyone see the dashcam video of the Taiwan plane going down? Holy crap.
I'm blaming a change in the weather; I feel like my head and my entire body is in a vise. I want to go back to bed and sleep it off but I have too much work to do.
I can barely type today, my fingers hurt so much. Stupid weather.
For the first time since 8:40 this morning, we've gone a full ten minutes without anyone hitting REPY ALL to yell STOP REPLYING ALL at everyone who's been replying all to a 2200-person email list asking to be removed from it. Every minute that passes brings a greater flutter of hope. Please, please, let IT have killed it with fire. Or killed all the reply-allers with fire. I'm not that choosy.
Perhaps it's time for the fire alarm to go off ...