ION, I have to say I was apparently wrong about Elementary moving back to Thursday, and: BOOOOOO, CBS. BOOOOO.
Natter 74: Ready or Not
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ION, I have to say I was apparently wrong about Elementary moving back to Thursday, and: BOOOOOO, CBS. BOOOOO.
Sunday actually works better for me, except for the part where I keep forgetting it's on and then I have to buy it from Amazon Prime the next day.
It would be OK if Sunday shows ever actually aired at their scheduled times.
Oh, fair point. And Sunday night there were TWO episodes of Elementary for some reason, but they started 1/2 hour late.
FTR, I made salmon with the white beans (all the proteins!). The white beans had been frozen and they turned sort of like Mediterranean-flavored refried beans that I mixed a bunch of arugula in and then served the herb-y salmon on top of. It was kind of weird but tasty.
HOLY CRAP IT'S HAIL.
GRAPE SIZE HAIL FALLING OUT OF THE SKY AND WIND SO STRONG ITS GETTING BLOWN SIDEWAYS.
...OK, it lasted about 10 minutes but those were 10 really exciting minutes.
Grape size hail is more excitement than most anyone needs, really. (Especially on top of a ruined car! ...at least your car isn't being damaged??)
Well, I got a rental today, but my apartment has a carport, luckily.
Oh, and there's another 2 or 3 waves on the way.
You're in Madison ? Or where?
For some reason they gave me the Ambassador Suite at the Fairmont. Feel free to envy me. It won't bother me in my bath with the free bath salts and loofah.
I need some validation.
My manager on my freelance job and I agreed that I would finish a non-crucial but useful bit of work on Wednesday.
At 6:20 tonight she said "I told the partner you'd have it tonight."
I was like..."But Wednesday."
She said, "You knew we were meeting with Money Guy tomorrow so we need it first thing in the morning."
I said, "Right. So I get that you pushed 'Wednesday' to 'Crack of Dawn East Coast Time Wednesday' but that's still not Tuesday night. I'll stay up late and finish it before I go to bed and it'll be in your in-box in the morning."
And she got huffy at me like I had blown a deadline. But (a) I'll still get it in in time for their stupid meeting; and (b) You can't tell me at 6:20pm that you want it that night and then act like it's my fucking fault.
Somebody please just say, "You're not crazy; they're crazy."