I tried to make potato pancakes with mashed potato, but my improvised recipe didn't have enough egg and/or flour, and half of them fell apart. I ended up eating a plate of scramble potato hash. It was still delicious.
My whole life just flashed before my eyes! I gotta get me a life!
Xander ,'Dirty Girls'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sue - Feb 21, 2012 12:56:48 pm PST #23140 of 30001
hip deep in pie
Burrell - Feb 21, 2012 12:56:52 pm PST #23141 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Well dang Amy, that sounds unsatisfying. I say you are still owed some fried, doughy deliciousness!
Amy - Feb 21, 2012 12:58:11 pm PST #23142 of 30001
Because books.
I say you are still owed some fried, doughy deliciousness!
I AGREE.
Lee - Feb 21, 2012 1:03:21 pm PST #23143 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Boo for water in the garage, Lee. I hope it's something easy to fix.
I hope so! The handyman/plumber/electrician who did some work for me earlier is going to come look at it late this afternoon, so hopefully we can get it at least partially resolved today.
§ ita § - Feb 21, 2012 1:03:53 pm PST #23144 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
So I sent out an email saying "shall we reschedule, then?" for no good reason, and then tried to retract it and act all cool like I hadn't had a brain fart in the first place, but then I get an email back saying "Yes! Please reschedule! Something has come up!"
Am I psychic? I think that's the only possible explanation--I'm a psychic with low self-esteem.
So no one ever gets paid to go on dates? Come on! I want that part to be true, dammit. And just that it always turns out really badly, or completely anti-climactically. Either one is fine.
Hey, if you're a fan and you don't read the comedy thread-Community will be back on the 15th of March.
Connie Neil - Feb 21, 2012 1:05:04 pm PST #23145 of 30001
brillig
I think the only time someone gets paid to go on a date is when someone else's parents/aunt/grandmother are desperate to find their darling child someone to go to The Big Event with. Or I may just be remembering that from various novels.
billytea - Feb 21, 2012 1:09:28 pm PST #23146 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
So no one ever gets paid to go on dates?
The only way I see that happening is if I were to form a deeply inappropriate attitude towards one or more of my work colleagues.
Sheryl - Feb 21, 2012 1:10:27 pm PST #23147 of 30001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
Finally got the turn signal replaced. Turns out that, while you can buy a replacement assembly at the auto parts store, you need a mechanic to actually do the replacement. So the car was at the dealer today, but it's done now.
Connie Neil - Feb 21, 2012 1:14:25 pm PST #23148 of 30001
brillig
BTW, billy, it was Hubby's idea that I make use of my "international contacts" to try and find that figure for him. I felt very global and 21st Century.
Lee - Feb 21, 2012 2:20:40 pm PST #23149 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Phew. Now that I am home, as not a plumber, I suspect it's going to be a very easy fix in the garage, and the house appears to have all the water it needs, so I am not sure what the cleaning lady was talking about.