'Sleeper'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Dana, I'm sorry you're going through all that.
LAistas, I just read this happens today:
"Just in time for the upcoming holidays, Epicure Imports opens its doors to the public for its quarterly warehouse sale. Get everything from Valrhona chocolates to truffle oils, vinegars, dried pastas, olives, French and Spanish cheeses, charcuterie and wine at wholesale prices. Go hungry: Sampling is encouraged. 6900 Beck Ave., North Hollywood; 818-985-9800"
Hmm, I could walk there. Of course it is bucketing rain, so not RIGHT NOW.
Yelp likes Robert's Russian Cuisine in Hollywood, and Traktir in West Hollywood.
Comments also like Red Square in the Valley and Cafe Troyka.
Predator teams up with the Ninja Turtles in deranged Russian children's books
In a series of beautifully ugly (and tenuously legal) Russian kids' books, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles meet "Space Hunter," a crab-faced alien with dreadlocks. They fight at first, but the creatures later reconcile and enjoy poorly drawn pizza together.
Here are some illustrations from the Turtles' team-up with the Predator, plus some sundry pictures I found noteworthy (Russian Batman). You can check out tons more ridiculous/awesome Russian TMNT art here. There's some pretty metal artwork of the Turtles battling Greek gods, waving handguns around, and generally looking like sentient globs of creamed spinach.
The guy on this PBS grilling show just said, with a straight face, that the three rules of great grilling are: "Keep it hot; keep it clean; and keep it lubricated."
Okay, I slept in toooo much and didn't make the timeframe for me to get to the Sec of State's office and get my learner's permit, i.e., take the written test.
But, usually when I "over" sleep - my back bothers me but this time it doesn't so I must have slept just right rather than over sleeping, right?
I want to go shopping, but no idea what for and really I don't think I need anything.
Buy me a dress? Oh wait, I guess I kinda gotta do that.
So sorry, Dana.
Dana, I hope the universe smartens up and gives you a break.
And Yikes, Brenda, that's kind of scary.
I remember once having my roommate's sister arrive at my place at 3AM, very drunk, with two guys in tow, looking for her sister. They looked a lot alike and I was in such a sleep fog that I was talking to her for about 10 minutes before I realized that I wasn't talking to my roommate.