Random thoughts and questions

Books?

My brother decided to come home for Christmas eve after all, so we ended up watching Star Wars and I drank the last of the port wine. Good times.

Hanacker How about a small purse that can go with the dress?

I just saw the tail end of a conversation and a popping word that serves as a kickback for my deja vu moments.

But tomorrow. The food comas of all food festivities is coming. The family's all together now~

My inability to draw has hampered many MANY cool ideas :( My latest: a "wandering samurai" tale about Saint Nicholas roaming the world defeating the numerous "Krampus" like creatures and becoming Santa Claus.
Awesome idea, can not execute :(

My other idea however is to put a bunch of green pepper and sharp cheddar into bread and it smells won-to-the-derful!!

So I went to the movies tonight. That was $10.75 for the ticket. Then $13.75 for the "combo" drink and nachos.

I went by myself and saw a regular, not 3D, version of the film.

My first reaction was "that's ridiculously expensive!", but my second reaction was "why did you go to the movies by yourself?".

What's wrong with going to the movies alone?

I rarely go to the theatre anymore and its mostly by myself. Mainly because I tend to go at odd times that best fit my work schedule and most of my friends aren't available anyway. As for tonight, hitting a movie on Xmas eve is a bit of a tradition I have since I don't have family in this area and its a nice way to spend the evening since the theatres are usually much less crowded then they are on Xmas day.

There's nothing wrong with it, I just don't generally see people going alone.

Christmas chicken!

NOPE I TOTALLY DID NOT JUST CATCH FIRE TO STUFF IN THE OVEN

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT HUBBY THAT SMELL IS JUST CHRISTMAS SPIRIT

I've been on this guacamole kick lately. The other day I bought some dip and really liked it, then bought more guacamole dip last night. This latest brand was nowhere as good as the first.

I say that having just eaten all of it in like 30 minutes. ;-)

why must we have ants in our kitchen, we try to be good people. Whyyyyyyyy

Good Lord, this puppy is so squishy soft! Is it just me, or do Shi Tzu dogs tend to have much silkier, softer hair than other pooches?

Try snails. You'll miss your ants...

We have a thread for sharing puppular fuzzies. Good boy!

Strip-o-gram?

I lament that if I ever get a custom title it will probably be '75% off'.

Oh, Neddy, you'll always be our harmless kitten.

Homemade guacamole is soooo much better than store-bought. Some people say the same thing about salsa, but I'm okay with salsa out of a jar. If you're lazy you can just mash up some avocados, add garlic powder and salt, maybe a bit of lime juice, and throw in some salsa from a jar. It's better with fresh tomatoes, cilantro, and chiles (and maybe onions if that's your thing), but almost anything with fresh mashed avocados is going to be good.

I just realized that directly and correctly translated The Life of Pi would also be known as Piss Life in Danish. I guess I know why they stuck with keeping the title English.

You know how much it sucks to get a song stuck in your head? It's worse when it's some dumb gibberish one you made up yourself. I do this all the time when I'm at home just doing normal things like washing dishes or folding laundry and I annoy myself because of it.

That's not dumb gibberish, it's Blame it on the Rain, and you didn't make it up, Milli Vanilli did.

If I remember right (been a while since I read it), the reason he goes by Pi is that his full name, Piscene (?), is pronounced wrong by his compatriots. He is either misidentified as P. Singh, or teased because his name is "Pissing."

Hey, gotta blame something.

Girl, you know it's true.

We...well, I...set off the smoke alarm five times (I still say it was three, tops) while baking meatballs for Christmas dinner. Pity my youngest was still napping at the time.

I was baking a pizza, and some cheese had dripped onto the bottom of the oven. It's got rust holes, so some of it caught the gas flame. Whups.

Also I'm not even sure our smoke detector works. It's in the bedroom in any case, so cooking probably wouldn't ever set it off since that door is closed all the time.

This would make the best Last Post Ever.

It's like the end of Poltergeist over there.

Timbuk 3 is telling me that they are heavenly blessed and worldly wise.

Is this an actual disorder? Like is there a name for it and possibly some treatment? Because this happens to me all the time and some of the obnoxious stupid jingles I've either appropriated or made up will stay with me for months. It's a bizarre form of self-perpetuating torture.

Oh noes, my Cremé Brulée burner is leaking gas. I need it for New Years dessert and for lightning fireworks...

Oh even more noes, the Danish iOS dictionary has an accent aigu, but no accent graves, so I can't actually write Cremé Brulée...

#soveryfirstworldproblems

JUST FIVE MORE DAYS IN THIS SHITHOLE