It really seems like keyboard problems in laptops should be fixable.
So, I just got officially set up with my academic advisor for the Berklee online stuff. And I feel like he might be really really young. I should check, actually, they gave me his band's info. Anyway. I emailed him with this series of questions. He answered the generic answer, and directed me to the webpage. Which of course didn't contain the information or I wouldn't have contacted him. So I've just sent this series of emails, each of which clarifies the questions I sent in the first email, and I'm getting back one answer per email, so the next email clarifies the next question, etc. Can't wait until the next bit, which is the actually complicated question.
He may be related to my evil author.
Full on southern potluck, bring fried chicken.
YES!!!! It is the BEST when someone brings fried chicken to a potluck! Wait...is there Popeye's out there? There is, right?
Liese, I know you said online, but you should come to Boston!!!
I always bring baking to potlucks.
Though it occurs to me that potlucks in San Francisco might not suffer from the problem of not enough vegetarian food.
You probably wouldn't be surprised that no one has offered to bring a meat dish thus far.
One night I had friends over for dinner and made them take home the rest of the Chocolate Chip cookies. My friend A took them to where he worked, where the bosses were vegan, and a lot of people had complicated gluten/meat/sugar free diets, and put a sign beside them, "Contains BUTTER and GLUTEN and SUGAR." He said they were gone before lunch.
"Contains BUTTER and GLUTEN and SUGAR." He said they were gone before lunch.
Maybe there were 1 or 2 people who could eat all of that and had the best day EVER.
Popeyes chicken was the starring main dish at my friend's birthday potluck. She was so happy someone remembered.
Y'all, I think this storm will kill us. Salt truck WITH PLOW has already been down my street THICE. It's gotta be a sign of the apocalypse.
Wait...is there Popeye's out there? There is, right?
There is.
A friend of a friend came out to visit SF and refused to eat anywhere else.
Maybe there were 1 or 2 people who could eat all of that and had the best day EVER.
Hee. I think A. said a bunch of people were chowing down on them who he was pretty sure said they didn't eat gluten. Maybe they regretted it later.
It's like that French book (titled e) that does not include the letter e.
Tep, we paused at an entire gluten free bakery stand and thought of you. (And uh, bought treats at the other bakery.)
But I also feel like I'm failing at being a good aunt because after a few hours of my nephew I want to hide
Isn't that the whole point of auntery?
