It wasn’t Ace, it was Ass - I can see where you got confused… 
Get the cheese only version. Mix it with some spaghetti-o-s. It’ll still taste too sweet, but it won’t have that armadillo turd tasting “meat” in it.
These days, I prefer frozen raviolis cooked up and served with my homemade sketty sauce - much better!
Sure. But that’s not as easy as opening a can and putting a bowl in a microwave. Unless the sauce has already been made and saved.
I found a nice brand of frozen ravs at Sprouts the other day. Tasted pretty good. Used a store brand sauce, too.
I try to keep several zip bags of sauce in the freezer - when I get down to my last bag, it’s time to make up a new batch! It’s my go-to easy meal.
The ravioli I just had for lunch isn’t sitting well in my stomach-not enough meat, I think.
Amazon sells cases of canned armadillo turds. No more free shipping, tho.
They do seem to have kicked up the sugar content in those canned pasta things, as well as jarred sauces. I can’t recall if it was Ragu or Prego, but the last time we had it, I thought someone made a tomato and herb-flavored ice cream topping.
Post bariatric surgery, DH can’t really have much pasta (a tragedy for a Sicilian!) so we don’t buy much spaghetti sauce any more.
Silly observation du jour… there’s a new hair salon in my office building. We’re roughly half the size of The Pentagon, but still of similar proportions and flat. If we were a tower, we’d be as big as the Empire State Building. The salon’s name? Tower Salon. Who considers a huge broad five-story building to be a tower? I think they’ve been sniffing the hair dye… 
Me either. I’d change mine to dogbutler.*
Welcome Intergalactic Gladiator!(We can call you Iggy or Max) Yeah boys fall over.
*pronounced “Throatwarbler Mangrove”
I thought you guys had a problem with Consecrated ground…or Consecrated ground had a problem with you…just sayin’.
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and you can put a tag under your member status that says, “World’s Most Cute” or “Swampy is a Big Fat Dummy” or whatever.
Nope that’s vampires. Zombies have no problem, and Howling type werewolves just can’t be buried in Consecrated ground.
-**dogbutler**, preparing for the undead Apocalypse since 1982.
Must make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, being prepared for that sort of thing.
I figure if I can beat the run on shotgun shells at Wal Mart I’ll be set.
I love a good Red Dwarf joke.
So I take it you can’t match wits with him when death is on the line?
♪Jingle bells
Shotgun shells
Today they are on sale…♫
It’s the first “breezy” day of the year. I fully expect to see a bear tumbling end over end down the street, it’s so “breezy.” It’s also 47 American degrees and getting colder. I have turned on the heat! :eek: First good freeze comes tonight!
Somebody thinks I’m the key to the future. How flattering. 
Though I am actually quite tall.
Veggies have been tossed into the pot with the corned beef. We should be able to eat in 15 minutes or so.
**Spaz **- I’ve got the pellet stove cooking at the moment - not super hot, but enough to take the chill out of the room. I’ll turn it down tonight - with luck, it’ll be enough to keep the furnace from coming on. We’re promised 30s for the next 4 nights. :eek:
I read online yesterday that Noel Harrison had passed away. He was Rex Harrison’s oldest child, 79, and in addition to being a folk singer (Windmills of my Mind), he was also “Mark Slate” on “The Girl from U.N.C.L.E.” I loved that show! I had a crush on Noel/“Mark” but I also had a girl crush on Stefanie Powers/“April Dancer” to the extent that I actually considered changing my name to April! I loved their MOD clothes too. Ah well, it’s definitely the end of an era.
Happy Hump Day all!
Dang - he was that old?? That’s my mother’s age!!
He was OK, but he was no Illya Kuryakin. <swoon>
Supper was OK - the hunk of corned beef I picked was super-fatty. Isn’t it clever how they package it so that you only see the lean meat… And I over-boiled the N.O.T.s - they were way too mushy, but they tasted OK, so there’s that.
We’ll wait a bit before we have carrot cake. *mmmmmmmmmmmmm *- carrot cake…
Is it sad that this tickles me down to my toes?
Tonight is a get ready for NaNoWriMo meeting. I’m not sure I’m ready to go on a writing binge.
I’ve been thinking about doing the NaNoWriMo thing, but I usually think of it/hear about it too late. This year, I have no inspiration.
Maybe tomorrow, I’ll tell y’all my newest sob story.