Sean, man, you seriously need some good karma soon.
I have bookmarked the mac and cheese, Hil. May try that tomorrow.
Sorry you got the mastodon, Sox. We got the sabre-tooth tiger, which does not make noise. But does provoke long discussions like "He's not a tiger. Tigers have stripes, and live in the jungle. He's a lion. He's an ICE LION!"
"He's not a tiger. Tigers have stripes, and live in the jungle. He's a lion. He's an ICE LION!"
Well, at least he wasn't a polar bear.
We got Manny. I immediately regretted flipping his switch.
I want pancakes for Joe but Frisco will not let me get up.
Raises a glass today to honor her dad, and all the dads who aren't with us anymore.
Happy Fathers' Day, Buffista dads!
Happy Fathers' Day to all the Buffista dads!
Happy Father's Day to all the Buffista daddies!
Happy Birthday to all the Buffista daddies!
Just how drunk did you get last night, sj?
Heh. I had not one drop of alcohol because of my tummy. I can fuck up a post on gronk alone.
I can't copy/paste yet on the iPhone, someone comm that please!
I updated my iPhone Friday-- it promptly changed the language settings to Danish (I found myself vastly amused that the "End Call" command starts out with "slut.") It's also not now speaking to my car Bluetooth-- I suspect Alejandro thinks perhaps iPhone has been cheating on him. Have to smooth that out, but later. For now, I am cooking very thick, meaty country-style ribs that have been spiced to within an inch of their lives, low and slow. In the oven, since ain't no way you're gettin' me outside in 103 degree heat, thankyouverramuch. I will finish off with a glaze (I'm thinking maple-chipotle) and serve with bleu cheese potato salad alongside later on.
Also, still jealous at missing F2F, but am assuaging the jealous with all the wonderful picks of incredibly foamy people.