Zoe ,'The Train Job'
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.
I actually love a pure meat chili
That's what I switched to when I went on a low carb/high protein diet. I use ground hot Italian sausage and ground beef. I will add mushrooms but otherwise it's meat, onions, jalapenos and tomatoes. And I hit it with every umami thing I've got in my spice rack. Then I serve it with melted cheese, salsa and a dab of Greek yogurt (which serves all my sour cream needs with more protein).
I always default to "but beans are full of protein!" And they are, but I forget they're starchy, too, and therefore problematic for people who are avoiding starchy foods. I love a bean-y chili.
I had insomnia so bad last night that I'm not 100% sure I'm awake right now. My brain feels like it's been replaced with dirty gym socks.
Our neighbors across the street have had a work truck for a basement/foundation repair company in front of their house every day since last Thursday, and as the project seems to be getting longer and longer I'm left to wonder: is there something worse than a hellmouth? Because I think that's what these folks are repairing.
Mega-hellmouth.
Uber-hellmouth.
Hellmouth 2: Electric Boogaloo.
Hellmouth 2: Hellmouth Harder.
2 Fast 2 Hellmouth.
2 Hellier 2 Mouthier.
Hellmouth: Fury Road (okay, that one only works if the War Boys are in the basement, which -- THEY MIGHT BE)
I Still Know What the Hellmouth Did Last Summer
Indiana Jones and the Hellmouth of Doom
Anyway, nothing demonic has escaped through the neighbor's open garage door, so I'm assuming that the hellmouth repair company is really good at their job.
Hellmouth Interventions LLC. "Foundations repaired, while you wait...and wait...and wait...."
I hope to never have personal knowledge of the issue, but foundation repair does seem like one of those things that could require a lot of time and prep work.
Anyway, nothing demonic has escaped through the neighbor's open garage door
THAT YOU KNOW OF
Anyway, nothing demonic has escaped through the neighbor's open garage door
THAT YOU KNOW OF
When I texted "nothing demonic has escaped" to Tim, this is his exact reply: "The Gentlemen, in dark suits, carrying briefcases and riding invisible Segways, might be coming out of that basement." (I replied "It’s so cold that I think they’d turn their invisible Segways back around and return to the toasty warm hellmouth.")