Oh yeah, that definitely means next week. Good luck!!!!
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Natter 74: Ready or Not
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.
Query: What foods do you prefer to eat at home, because you end up looking/feeling like a wolf that just went face first into a reindeer?
Because I just pulled a shard of shell from my bodice, and wiped lemon butter from my FOREHEAD. (Crab legs, at home, birthday lunch.)
I also would rather eat ribs at home, because I get a Jokeresque BBQ mask going on. Nose to chin to eat to ear.
Chicken wings. I am a MESS eating chicken wings.
Fingers crossed, Dana.
Maria, I'm glad your family is all right. The earthquake sounds horrible.
Man, I am slow on the uptake. It finally dawned on me that the little girl I'd increasingly been seeing in an acquaintance's fb photos late this summer is not in fact a new summertime friend, but one of her 7 year old twins transitioning to a feminine id. Took the first day of school photo. "Wait, where's the other...OH!'
Query: What foods do you prefer to eat at home, because you end up looking/feeling like a wolf that just went face first into a reindeer?
Phở, which I am trying to eat right now without ruining my desk, my electronics, or my dignity.
I generally eat like I've been raised by wolves, so it's probably best if it's all behind close doors.
Here's hoping, Dana.
Ribs and spaghetti/linguini are definitely eat-at-home foods. I just don't eat anything that requires me to crack a shell and dig out meat, whether it's home or dining out. If I'm paying the prices that lobster goes for, someone in the kitchen can get it out of the shell for me.
Shit I can't say on Facebook: dear library patron, you might consider getting a second email to give to organizations like the library, rather than your current handle, "butchybear".
I have no problems eating ribs in public. First rule for eating ribs in public is, make sure you are eating them at the kind of place that has rolls of paper towels already sitting out on the tables instead of napkins. Second rule is, if you don't pay attention to the ravenous wolves at other tables, they won't pay attention to you.
Spaghetti is another matter entirely. There is some law of the universe that means wearing a white blouse to an Italian restaurant sets up a craving for red sauce. Best to shut that down entirely.