Did you have weird effects from the altitude, 'suela?
'Dirty Girls'
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
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.
Facebook, Twitter, and many people's phones: Good Morning, Hawaii! There is a missile. We're all gonna die!
Everyone: Wait, WHAT?
Sirens: t silence
News websites: High surf advisory!
Everyone: Ummm...guys?
t 20 minutes later
Emergency Management: Huh? Oh, yeah, no.
Entire Congressional delegation: t RETWEET
Everyone's phones: We apologise for the fault in the subtitles. Those responsible have been sacked.
News websites: A THING HAPPENED! (This story will be updated)
Holy Hell, Debet. I'm so sorry.
Yeah, that's gotta be scary as fuck. I have a couple friends who are on vacation there and posted after, but man.
Holy crap, Debet.
Wow, Consuela!
I just unsuccessfully tried to help my mother put a shelving unit into the attic. Then I showed her "PIVOT" from Friends.
How was the crumble, Dana?
Holy shit, Debet.
The crumble was pretty darn good, considering. This was "what do we do with the leftover Harry and David pears?" and also "what the hell can we do with this random bergamot marmalade husband bought out of curiosity?"
So I found a recipe for pear crumble with orange marmalade and substituted. Except then the bergamot marmalade was largely fruit, so the bergamot ended up dotted on top of the pears.
The fact that the sirens didn't go off made me pretty sure it was not real, but people were wigging the fuck out.
That's awesome, Consuela!
Whoa, Debet! That'll get the adrenaline pumping!
Wow, Debet!
That sounds good, Dana.
Yipes Debet, what a scare! Although way better than actual missiles
Consuela, that is amazing and awesome, truly awesome!
I just had a yummy lunch of sushi and yakisoba (thanks, Mitsuwa market!) but somehow still have food envy. I want to eat msbelle's wilted kale and beets for imaginary second lunch, with Dana's fancy crumble for dessert. Instead I'm following up my lunch with afternoon coffee and grading. sigh. grading.