As in, in response to a freaking out reporter asking HOW THE UNDERWEAR BOMBER COULD HAVE BEEN ALLOWED ON A PLANE!!!ELEVENTY!!11 "I don't know Shouty Hat! You're the fucking reporter! Go find out!" Then in VO: But Shrieky Guts had a point.
'Just Rewards (2)'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Lots and lots of ~ma, Jessica!
Half an hour, half an hour and then I can sleep, just half an hour...
I'm not sure how precisely to fix the sandwich (i.e. what are the right condiments for it), but I do have some suggestions on how not to mess it up. Thankfully my standard sandwich-fixings spiel involves turning down pickles, otherwise this might have been even weirder.
Here you go [link]
My sweet tooth seems to be off-line today. So instead of a King Cake, maybe I'll get a thick crust cheese pizza and call it an autonomous collective pie instead.
Aw, smonster, that's excellent news! Go you guys!
Yay, smonster!
Wonderful, smonster!
Dreading the commute home. I have some tricks up my sleeve, but the bottom line is that unless they've opened 39th again, it'll be bad.
Yay! smonster!
Any clue what the final margin was?
I'm 30 minutes away from making it through a full day in the office. It has been a while since I've been able to do that. Maybe that good review today helped see me through.
This morning:
Me: "Happy Mardi Gras."
Officemate who has a missal on his desk, a calendar with pictures of Mary on his wall, and a rosary hanging from his bookshelf: "It's not Fat Tuesday yet."
Me: "Yes it is."
Him: "No it's not, because tomorrow isn't Ash Wednesday."
Me: stare
Him: google "Oh. You're right."
I want king cake. I have a recipe, and I was thinking about making it yesterday, but I had no flour.