Okay, Ashes. Anyone else want anything? Lemon, fresh fig, chocolate amaretto, tiramisu, marscapone with rum? Bumbazine, would you like some chocolate sponge cake gelato with extra sugar on a brioche?
Sorry. Shouldn’t taunt the Atkins guy.
Believe me, Ashes, if you want a bike ride from a stranger, you could do worse than The_Stranger. He ain’t so tough on the eyes, if you know what I mean.
I signed loan documents this morning. I should close escrow on my very first condo on the 30th. I’m afraid Bruce and Guido probably need to come over and give me some serious help. I’m pretty crappy at home decor.
Congrats on the condo scout1222-
In this San Diego housing market you have good to feel good finding a place to live! I wouldn’t count on Guido and Bruce for any redecorating ideas however…Last I heard they were off busily munching on some girls pie. I am pretty sure they asked first, being part of the new, politically correct, gaypolice. I’m sure someone will write a report about the whole deal.
As to the Star Drive Pollution situation…the SEPA (Space Environmental Protection Agency) has issued new rules: all new Star Drives will come equipped with positively ionized catalytic demoleculizing conversion units. Sure, they will add more cost to the bottom line, but we need to protect our environment in space, just as we do on earth!
So much for making an impression on people. Ashes, darlin’, page one, post #28. If you’re lucky, someday I’ll tell you more about Osbert.
I don’t know about chocolate chip chaps, but I’m in favor of a chap with chocolate chips.
Chaps with chocolate chips? Cha-ching!
We don’t do that around here. Once the boat pulls out of the dock, we just wave and go on with things. Just the way things are.
Bette says “hi” Kalley. She also says “Warp drive isn’t as efficient over the long haul, but for near-jumping and Jounce Runs, warps are the way to go. As long as your Besser converters are in line and…” She said a lot of things after that. I’m afraid you hit a silicon nerve. You know how she gets.
The vet just called. Zoe is fine from her spay today. I’m sure you all wanted to know.
Sure, a star drive is all well and good…until the warranty runs out.
Then your geodesic plugs self-destruct and where are you? Stuck out in the
middle of the Mutari Nebula thats where.
And apparently that’s just too far for the Pangalactic Towing Service.
Bastards. I cancelled my membership just for that.
Yay Scout! Well yay for the getting the condo thing, not the decorating deficiency. But don’t worry about that 'cause us MMPers will guide you. Notice that UglyHouse is now only VaguelyUnsightlyHouse and we only poked fun at it. Imagine what we could do if we decided to be constructive.
The Stranger you’re in San Diego? I had it in my mind you were more northern southern california. Okay then, next time I’m in San Diego I’ll go up to random bikers and ask if they’d like a couple of cookies in exchange for a ride. I shouldn’t get any surprises with that line.
And speaking of surprises, chocolate chip chaps are that. They leave little chocolate spots all over your heiny if you wear them on a warm day. Kalley has the right idea, snag the chap with chocolate chips instead.
The garden gnome I’m sculpting won’t stop making a scary face. Stupid gnome.
Speaking of flan, this very evening, my sweetie and I went to a local Chinese buffet because it was close to where I left his car to get an oil change, and because I didn’t feel like cooking. It was yummy. And on their dessert buffet, they had flan. Yep, Chinese flan. I’ve had better, but it wasn’t too horrible.
In other news, the movers came today and took away the flattened boxes and the 4 unflattened boxes that were full of packing paper. Yay!
In less happy news, I got my van inspected today so I can register it in Maryland. I need to replace the 3rd brake light. None of the local used car parts places had one, so I had to have the dealer order one. $100 for a stupid light, but I can’t pass inspection without it. That doth well and truly suck swampwater.
But my kitty is lovin’ on me right now, so life is good… 
Oooops.
Anyway, 100 bucks for a stupid breaklight? Speaking of breaks, I get to help the neighbor this weekend replace his breaks on the family car. I sort of volunteered last weekend between beers number 7 and 8 and Crown-on-the-rocks numbers greater than two.
I think I’ll do my truck at the same time and make it a block-break-fun-event type of thing. Hope the liquor store has more Crown.
So, hows everyones garden coming along? Tomatoes up the whhhaaazoo here, however, I think I planted wayyyy too many hot pepper plants. The ratio of hot peppers to tomatoes is unacceptable.
Howzat, better?
Ashes- Yes, I am in San Diego, and I hope to be for many more years! Don’t be going up to random bikers in chaps with cookies…You never know what might happen if some burly biker has an aversion to cookies…Just drop me an email if you’re thinking of driving down this way…Speaking of chaps, they sure are expensive at the Harley shop. I need to find a cheaper place to buy them.
Oh, and Scout? I’ve been meaning to thank you for the “he ain’t so tough on the eyes” comment…and isn’t it about time for another San Diego Dopefest?
I could have used some of those tomatoes Uncommon Sense…I’m making spaghetti from scratch for 28 people on Friday!
Isn’t anyone gonna rant about the SEPA guidelines for the Star Drive?
Now, by SEPA, do you mean;
Scottish Environment Protection Agency
or
Solar Electric Power Association
or
State Environmental Policy Act
or
Southeastern Psychological Association
or
SCIENCE EDUCATION PARTNERSHIP AWARD
or
Santa Elena Project of Accompaniment
or
Sepa was a centipede god from Heliopolis with the powers to prevent snake bites.
or
Southeastern Planetarium Association
or (and I’m betting on this one)
Southeastern Pagan Alliance
Now you’re gettin’ it, boy.
Welcome to the party.
Mmmmmmmmmmm peanut butter Kandy Kakes. They have peanut butter, so Bumbazine can have some–they are kinda sorta Atkins approved if they have peanut butter, right?
Sometimes I used to cheat on them with Krimpets, though.
This thread has made me hungry.
Now that’s just mean Lissla. Pass the Amaretto.
Pretty rink of them seein’ as how Mitsu-Sony-Benz star drives are the only one that even need positively ionized catalytic demoleculizing conversion. All the Exo-Terran manufacturers are smart enough to use sintered Freenam injectors to begin with. Fortunately, SEPA’s authority pretty much ends at Pluto these days. Or so I’m told. I haven’t been near that place since they tried to confiscate my ship for aggravated blasphemy.
Well, as for our garden, the lettuce and cauliflower were a bust, and we probably won’t plant corn again next year, but the zuccini and lemon cucumbers are kicking dirt in our faces. There’s something wrong with the plum tomatoes, they start to turn red and then rot from the bottom up. 
but the pear tomatoes, sweet banana peppers and pepperoncinis are doing fine. And the eggplant is starting to go nuts. My pepperoncinis are refusing to turn red, however. A couple did and they were very tasty, so I’ve left the rest on the bush to turn color and they’re just hangin there.
Welcome to the MMP merrily. According to my list peanut butter had between 2 and 3 grams of carbs per tablespoon, so I can’t have very much, which is too bad 'cause I loves me some Thai peanut sauce. I don’t know what peanut butter Kandy Kakes are, but I’ll bet they’re good.
Could be blossom end rot. That’s usually caused by not enough calcium getting into the plant because there’s not enough calcium in the soil or because the watering isn’t consistent enough. You can try mixing some bone meal in with the dirt to prevent rot in later fruits, won’t help the ones already affected though.
I didn’t put any plants out this year because my problem is more along the lines of two fat groundhogs using my yard as a supermarket. I’m wanting to rebuild my raised beds this fall for next year but I’m not sure how to keep the rotund rodents out of them. A moat maybe?
Dwyr, you are a particularly fine human being! The watering is destined to be spotty because my schedule is wonky, but calcium I can do.
A moat won’t keep groundhogs out of anything. If you’re rebuilding your raised beds from the ground up (pun intended) you could employ some of that steel mesh they make rabbit coops with. I forget what it’s called precisely. Otherwise you will probably be forced to commit some sort of mayhem on their little furry bodies, as a last resort of course. I fought a two-year-long battle with a squirrel who was determined to live inside the walls of our cabin until I finally bowed to the inevitable and shot the little beastie. :eek:
-BumbaHardHeartedHanna
I’m really having a hard time deciding if Aggravated Blasphemy is just a great band name, oo something I’d really like to have listed on my resume. If it were a band, I might buy the CD for the name alone (not the best strategy for choosing music–who would have thought that a band with a name as cool as The Fine Young Cannibals would be so cheesy?). But I’d be proud as all get up to have it on my resume. Or my rap sheet, except I don’t have one. 'Course, if I committed aggravated blasphemy, maybe I’d get a rap sheet.
Excellent phrasology, Bumba darlin’.
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I believe ‘chicken wire’ is the term you’re looking for?
That’s what I’ve got around the garden and it keeps all but the smallest critters out of the place. Except squirells. They can crawl up the mesh. They can crawl up anything, even imaginary structures. They’re like the little magic flying monkeys of the north.
Bumba, my oldest daughters nickname is Bumble. She’s only four so she hasn’t outgrown it yet. Before she was born her nickname was ‘bellymonster’, I think she’d object to that one.
(Reporting back) I had Zuppa Inglese, pannacotta (custardy), and english toffee gelato. Quasi-Daughter had pistachio and tiramisu.
We went and visited her grandparents, because her grandma is recovering from a minor stroke, and it was really interesting. Her grandma is doing okay, but she’s gotten kind of paranoid, and she and Quasi-Daughter’s grandfather spent most of the visit shouting at each other.
They’re very loud.