I learn something new from Buffistas every day. So, here's my contribution, do not eat nitrogen ice cream if you have asthma. I'm fine now.
'Why We Fight'
Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
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.
Yikes! Happy your ice cream didn't win the fight!
I'm watching the Oscars broadcast, and I think that song by Cynthia Erivo just retroactively erased Randy Newman from DVR recordings of the show.
and apparently there are both sip & paint events where models are nude AND where painters have the option to be nude and they are EVERYWHERE.
That...is a new thing I just learned right now.
do not eat nitrogen ice cream if you have asthma.
And so is that!
I'm fine now.
Yikes, and thank goodness you're fine!
Nitrogen ice cream?? Nude sip and paints where the PAINTERS are nude? What is this??
I watched most of the oscars. They were weird and awkward. And I'm still so glad to be on the west coast so that they (like the super bowl) are over at a decent hour!!
I should have said ice cream flash frozen with liquid nitrogen.
I wonder if the nude painters ever go all Laugh-In sixties and paint themselves or do boob prints? It would take a lot of sips to get in the mood. Far out, man. Outasight!
Sock it to me.
I watched most of the oscars. They were weird and awkward. And I'm still so glad to be on the west coast so that they (like the super bowl) are over at a decent hour!!
This may be the most compelling reason to move to the west coast.
Nitrogen ice cream?? Nude sip and paints where the PAINTERS are nude? What is this??
This!
This may be the most compelling reason to move to the west coast.
And This!!
Monday has already been very Mondayish with issues at three of my practices. One I resolved before they knew about it, but I had issues at a surgical center at 6:03 this morning that I didn't know about until my lazy ass got out of bed at 7. Ooops. They were super sweet about it.
Didn't see the Oscars yet because I was in Fort Lauderdale meeting up with cousins and seeing our friend Ricki perform at a massively crowded Italian pub. We sat at a hightop out on the sidewalk so it wasn't so horribly squished and loud, but still insane. Worth being up past my bedtime though.
The Oscars song for the movie Harriet was co-produced by a young man we knew when he was the 8 year old kid living 3 houses down from us in Durham. He graduated from Harvard in December; he's, like, 20.
(Overachiever. But at least he didn't win the Oscar.)