The last time I wiped out on ice I dented a car door with my face and still didn't spill my coffee.
Zoe: Next time we smuggle stock, let's make it something smaller. Wash: Yeah, we should start dealing in those black-market beagles.
'Safe'
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.
aurelia - Feb 17, 2010 5:34:30 am PST #8808 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Daisy Jane - Feb 17, 2010 5:36:46 am PST #8809 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
So sorry, Jessica. Much love to you.
tommyrot - Feb 17, 2010 5:37:22 am PST #8810 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
The last time I wiped out on ice I dented a car door with my face and still didn't spill my coffee.
Wow.
I think three of the last four or five times I've wiped out on snow or ice I broke something. Although one of those times it was only my MacBook screen.
Kathy A - Feb 17, 2010 5:40:35 am PST #8811 of 30001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I remember the Christmas day when I was carrying the open box with the clean Crock Pot in it from my aunt's house down her stairs, and I managed to step on a patch of ice at the bottom of the steps. My feet went straight out from under me and I landed right on my butt with a thud, but the crock pot didn't even rattle its lid!
brenda m - Feb 17, 2010 5:45:48 am PST #8812 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
The last time I seriously wiped out I was running with the dog right in front of the big picture windows of a restaurant I used to work at, and the dog had a blinking red christmas light around her neck just to make extra certain everyone saw.
Amy - Feb 17, 2010 5:47:30 am PST #8813 of 30001
Because books.
and the dog had a blinking red christmas light around her neck just to make extra certain everyone saw
Aw. Like a little built-in SOS!
tommyrot - Feb 17, 2010 5:48:30 am PST #8814 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I've discovered a fatal flaw in the internets.
I found a link to the "World`s most amazing deserts". But when I go there, all I see is "Error establishing a database connection."
IOW, the internets are promising us yummy deserts, but not delivering.
eta: There's an error here somewhere in this post. Can you find it?
Daisy Jane - Feb 17, 2010 5:49:44 am PST #8815 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I have a question for people who actually do grownup things like make menus and shop and cook and whatnot.
How do you put together a menu for the week? How do you keep from buying stuff at the store that goes unused, and how do you know what you'll want to eat a week in advance? Also, do you like leftovers? For the most part I hate them, and would either like to avoid or know the difference between what will make crappy leftovers and what will make good leftovers.
Ok, so a bunch of questions, but we're giving up eating out for Lent.
Also, I don't know if I mentioned this but, I think we're going to buy a house. Eeep!
erikaj - Feb 17, 2010 5:51:16 am PST #8816 of 30001
Always Anti-fascist!
deserts or desserts? Because suddenly ending up in Phoenix makes more sense. Jess, I'm sorry.
tommyrot - Feb 17, 2010 5:52:33 am PST #8817 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
deserts or desserts?
Deserts. Which, upon additional reflection, are not generally nummy.
God, I'm tired. And I've only had one small cup of coffee, because of insomnia issues.