Peyton is a nice boy! But he's playing like shit tonight.
Oh well, at least I got my taxes just about done! It's that bad a game.
Mal ,'Heart Of Gold'
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Peyton is a nice boy! But he's playing like shit tonight.
Oh well, at least I got my taxes just about done! It's that bad a game.
I'm losing my mind. Somewhere in this house is the crevice tool for the vacuum. I used it today. But I have no idea where it is and I've looked everywhere. Even insano places. Pretty sure it never came downstairs, but no sign of it anywhere. AHHHHRG.
Apparently needed to post that. After spending over an hour looking for it while I talked to my parents, I opened a drawer I'd looked in for something else and...bingo.
Goddamn tool-eating drawers.
I hate that, sarameg. Wandering around the house saying "I just had it! I didn't go anywhere!" as it fails to appear, whatever "it"is.
I was sure that Jack Bauer ad was some kind of parody, but I guess not? Huh.
At least it wasn't in the refrigerator.
And now it's time for Clydesdales to make me cry.
OK, random thought, but--they have all this blue and green confetti, and I just wonder...what do they do with all the Broncos confetti they didn't use? I mean, I know they print T-shirts and hats and stuff for both, but confetti isn't as donate-able...
(ETA: Apparently I was not the only one to think that! [link] The NYTimes did too! Sadly, they didn't answer the question)
Surely you can still sell blue and orange confetti to...I don't know, whoever buys confetti? Probably not everyone is particular about color, and it would be easy enough to add in more to make it a less specific palette, I assume.
Ha, the Silverado ads cheanged the [raw kale, etc.]"... be damned" line to "...all fine, just not today"
Oh, fooey. I made this dish from the Runner's World cookbook, with lentils and cauliflower and eggplant, with garlic and ginger and garam masala, and it's just... blah. This is why I never cook with lentils, because it always comes out blah. Brown mush with no flavor, even after three big tablespoons of garam masala.
Sigh.
Yay home team? With the sports ball? Which I didn't watch, because we finally went and saw the Hobbit. But Pete is actually a football fan, and we got home in time to see the last 10 or so seconds.
Our neighborhood is full of people setting off fireworks. I'm wary, because this is when the Death Eaters reveal themselves, right?