Hmm, I could walk there. Of course it is bucketing rain, so not RIGHT NOW.
I've really got to learn to just do the damage and get out of town. It's the 'stay and gloat' that gets me every time.
Ethan Rayne ,'Potential'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
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.
Scrappy - Nov 20, 2010 8:39:30 am PST #6487 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
DavidS - Nov 20, 2010 8:57:02 am PST #6488 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Yelp likes Robert's Russian Cuisine in Hollywood, and Traktir in West Hollywood.
Comments also like Red Square in the Valley and Cafe Troyka.
tommyrot - Nov 20, 2010 9:11:45 am PST #6489 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.
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.
Ginger - Nov 20, 2010 9:14:59 am PST #6490 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
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."
sumi - Nov 20, 2010 9:23:45 am PST #6491 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!
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?
tommyrot - Nov 20, 2010 9:38:32 am PST #6492 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.
sarameg - Nov 20, 2010 9:42:44 am PST #6493 of 30001
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.
Burrell - Nov 20, 2010 10:07:00 am PST #6494 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
So sorry, Dana.
Sue - Nov 20, 2010 10:16:49 am PST #6495 of 30001
hip deep in pie
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.
Calli - Nov 20, 2010 10:28:36 am PST #6496 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Hmph. I've baked the pumpkin pie for more than an hour and a half, and let it sit out to firm up at the 60 minute mark and after 90 minutes. It's still liquid in the center. Good thing I said I'd bring a pie or two to this shindig tonight, because it'll definitely be the former. I'll bring a bottle of wine as well and call it good.
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.
A flat mate of mine got so drunk one night that he spent half an hour banging on the neighbors' door, trying to get in. They called the cops, and I got woken up by an annoyed looking police officer asking if the semi-comatose drunk guy belonged to me. My answer was, "No. *extended beat* But he does live here."