Yeah the secret of getting a taco bell thing that fufills the craving - include a plain beef taco in your order, the one they make with ultra-cheap ground beef. Not the wrap, or ultra-crunch or bostado or tacarito or whatever neologistic special they are promoting. Include anything else you want (including more beef tacos.) But get at least one beef taco because it is horribly unhealthy but in flavor is pretty much pure essence of taco bell. If what you are craving is not essence of taco bell than go someplace decent.

TB understands the Taco Bell. As does Drew.

Shrift and aurelia, I'm booked tonight and tomorrow night. But am hoping to get together with Abi next Friday if either of you are around.

Meat muffins sounds vaguely porny.

I like this quote and so I share it. It has both science and a kind of early 20th century diction and wit that I enjoy.

The law that entropy always increases, holds, I think, the supreme position among the laws of Nature. If someone points out to you that your pet theory of the universe is in disagreement with Maxwell's equations — then so much the worse for Maxwell's equations. If it is found to be contradicted by observation — well, these experimentalists do bungle things sometimes. But if your theory is found to be against the second law of thermodynamics I can give you no hope; there is nothing for it but to collapse in deepest humiliation. — Sir Arthur Stanley Eddington, The Nature of the Physical World (1927)

Don't go up against the Second Law of Thermodynamics, bitches!

Jesse, Rachel Ray says 20 minutes:

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Meat muffins sounds vaguely porny.

It's a meat party in your mouth!

I would totally marry Mister Rogers. Smart, educated, doted on kids, a thoroughly, resolutely decent person, and in his youth had just a bit of a young Jimmy Stewart vibe going.

Then I suppose I'd have to C Captain Kangaroo because he and I are birthday twins and he's always felt like too much of a wacky storytelling uncle to contemplate F'ing without squicking myself to death.

And I don't really remember much of anyone but the Muppets from Sesame Street, so I guess I could maybe F Gordon, but I'd really rather not F anyone from Sesame Street if I don't actually have to. An F, C, M challenge doesn't constitute an actual legal obligation, does it?

I could do Singha (or someplace else) tonight or tomorrow! I'm heading to Michigan on Friday directly after work.

Singha tonight would be great!

Shrift and aurelia, I'm booked tonight and tomorrow night. But am hoping to get together with Abi next Friday if either of you are around.

I might be available. Hard to say at the moment.

If someone made single serving meat loaf and called it a meat muffin I would probably eat it. I like meat loaf, but it's not something to make when you're cooking just for yourself.

I had a Jimmy John's BLT and a banana berry smoothie for lunch.

Between the FCM and the meat muffins, this thread has a lot of glorious wrong in it this morning.

Taco Bell is a local company for me. They started in Southern California. I still remember when none of them had dining rooms and they had pronunciation keys under all the menu items. I also still miss the Bellbeefer, even if it was an abomination.

Aw. We had a company meeting, and our CEO was discussing our upcoming acquisition and comparing it to a marriage, and in describing the moment when the deal would be finally approved, he said, "We're all waiting for the 'I now pronounce you'"—and there was a short pause as he, and I, suddenly realized the heteronormativity of that common phrase—"'man and man, or man and wife, or wife and wife,' or however you want to do it."

Also, I asked the final question, and he said I made an "astute observation." Everyone heard him! He told the whole company I made an astute observation! I am awesome!