You asked for it!
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WAY to Go, Taters!!!** I also say go for the ceremony.
No one felt like cooking a full dinner tonite, so I fried up some burgers while Hubby[sup]tm[/sup] deep fried some french fries.
I don’t know why I said tuna - I pulled a hunk of salmon out of the freezer. So we had salmon. And I’m having some for lunch tomorrow, because it was a large hunk. If you’re keeping track, I’m thinking I’ll do scallops tomorrow. We shall see.
Taters - many congrats! Make 'em throw you a parade!!!
This is what bookstore employees are good at doing. I’m glad you liked it. On Sunday I stuck a staff recommendation slip in one of my favourite books (Sunshine, Robin McKinley), and sold it almost immediately. We’d already sold out of the copies of The Time Traveler’s Wife that’s I’d also recommended.
I really like it when people buy the books I like instead of the crappy Shopaholic book they were going to buy. They support my favourite authors and get the pleasure of a good book, all in one.
I can’t get up any warmth for the Shopaholic series. Apologies if anyone here considers them Great Books.
Taters, definitely do the ceremony thing. It’s never a bad idea to let someone point out your good work in public. Plus…you’ve earned it!!! Yay!!!
To the person who asked whether they have other colors at the black & white store: not really. They had a couple of off-white/beige items. There was a little bit of jewelry with gold in it. One of the belts was metal (reminded me of armor - not my look). There were some bluish jeans. Everything else was white or black. Truly odd.
spats still trying to take in the explanation. I’ll probably get it if I re-read it enough. But not right now, cuz I’m tired.
Probably too late to vote, but I’d go for the ham and taters (n.o.t.) too.
Sounds like an interesting book scout. Have to check if the library has it.
::steps on Lissla’s toes:: Just checking for new conservative Canada reaction.
rigs, sorry about your sister. Sounds like the trip should be good for all of you, though.
Someday, I’ll remodel my bathroom. When I do, I’m getting me one of them high-flow toidies.
Cool cool place, Drae. I’ve also used just plain ol’ vegetable oil to remove stickers. Can’t remember where I got that. You just let it soak into the sticker and then you can easily remove it.
Not a really exciting day today. Had broccoli and cheese sauce over quinoa for dinner. Pretty tasty. Should sort some laundry or something. Plus I want to watch a movie. Borrowed A Very Long Engagement from the library. Also picked up the latest Sue Grafton novel (they had it on hold for me). Plus I’m in the middle of reading Jane Austen’s Emma. So I have choices this evening.
Guess I’ll go be virtuous for a moment and get some laundry sorted first.
GT
::Adds Sunshine to books-to-read list:: (Time Traveler’s Wife is already there…)
GT
So, I gave hubby the same choices. Who’da thunk he’d pick poke chops? (Me. He loves 'em.)
Tuna later on this week.
I almost understood that, Rifty. The closer the side of the earth to the moon, the more the oceans are pulled toward it, right? And since we are rotating on our axis, <snerk> it causes different sections of the oceans to pull as we rotate. Which causes tides? Is that the gist of it?
Sauteed Zucchini
2 tsp olive oil
2 or 3 small zucchini - sliced thinly
5-6 mushrooms, sliced thinly
1/4 small onion, sliced thinly
1 small garlic clove, minced
salt and pepper to taste
1/2 can stewed tomatoes
In a large skillet over medium high heat, heat olive oil. Add all veggies. Saute for a minute or two, then add garlic, salt and pepper. Stir a few minutes more, until mushrooms lose their water. Then add tomatoes, breaking them up with a spoon. Bring to a boil, then simmer (with a lid) for a few minutes more.
I like “Tater Chips.” 
I just got back from eastern North Carolina. Such an interesting place. I went past the Nahunta Pork Center (“America’s Largest Pork Display”). I didn’t have time to stop (okay, I did have time, but the picture of a pig wearing a crown (“King Pork”) scared me). Next time, I’ll go so I can tell the MMP all about it. Or I could go to King’s Bar-B-Que & Chicken, where the speciality of the house is “Pig in a Puppy.” I really don’t want to know, do I? No, I don’t.
I see that rigs herself is too awed by my explanation to reply. Dolores, you’ve almost got it, but really it’s just the fact that some of the ocean is on the other side from the moon. As for all the eyes I see that are starting to resemble sugar-coated donut holes, I offer this quote from the very General Relativity professor that explained tidal forces to me:
I spent the evening in the office of RPI’s student newspaper, reading copy, having fun, being nostalgic. I used to be the editor of the features section there, and I have many friends among the staff, and I like getting to know the new people they have on staff. The girl currently running the features section is awesome, and they’re finally getting all the stuff I dreamt about doing actually done. Like getting the first round of copy done on Monday so that the paper closes before midnight on Tuesday and not at 5 am >_<. Also, in the features section, there’s a What’s Happening page listing events for the upcoming week, and it is in serious need of a redesign, because it’s texty and full of blurbs, which makes it a bitch to do every week. It’s going to become a more straightforward listing of what-who-where-when-how much, which will allow more events to be listed.
I have to be a codemonkey tomorrow. sigh
Of course you have to go there! How could you have possibly passed “America’s Largest Pork Display” and not stop? It’s just unthinkable. We not only want a full report we want pictures.
BTW, Bobbio how do you know that I didn’t mean to say “poke cops.”
I think my cats so love the sound of their paws on the new hardwood floors that they just can’t stop running. The best part is when they try to stop. I’m a mean mommy. Not only that, but Roomie is getting them a friend this weekend. We’ll see how they handle an interloper.
Staying home today because the throat hurts, the glands swole, and the fever has returned. Stoopit sick. I woke up every half hour last night, alternately freezing and sweating. So now I’m going to lay down on the couch and watch horror movies until I fall asleep again. After I make some tea.
Taters, I know I’m late, but you take as big a to-do as they’ll give you–we say you deserve it.
Cats likes to chase greeblings. Greeblings are the things that kitties see that people don’t. And greeblings are very very speedy little creatures. They also explain why a kitty can stare at a point in space for minutes on end, and you’d swear it’s just a blank wall.
You ain’t seen nuttin’ yet. No herd of greeblings can get a cat going as fast as a French Bulldog on speed; it’s even worse when the cats flee in terror and the dog decides to chase them instead.
Anong other names she’s earned, Maddy the VunderDog is also known as the Stampeding Herd of One.
Last night was entertaining. I went to a Planning Commission meeting about a Conditional Use Permit for a group home. As it was presented, the people seeking the permit would use the home (a modular home, translation: big ol’ doublewide) to house four elderly persons. I have no problem with that but a lot of the standing room only crowd there did. The people requesting the permit did not even show up! Excuse me, but if one is requesting something, it should behoove one to show up to answer questions and state why one is asking, do you all not agree? Well, the upshot is the commission voted not to recommend the permit to the Board of Commissioners. The next step is bringing it to the B of C on February 9th at their regular monthly meeting. I wonder how many people will show up for that. I might just to see what, if anything, happens, cause I’m just curious. Twas an interesting process to watch last night. ACBG went with me and we hung around for the entire meeting. Our agenda item was number two and we could have left but we kinda got into listening to it all. There was one other item that had some opposition. The petitioning party wanted an easement to a setback for a housing development and some of the surrounding property owners were objecting to it. The commission voted to recommend approval in the end, but it was fun to listen. Debate pro and con is limited to twenty minutes for each hearing, as they are called. There were five last night. Three of those were over and done in about twenty minutes all totaled. I feel all learned up and unignoranted about zoning stuff now. Then we went to Steak 'n Shake. Well, just ACBG and me. We didn’t invite all those other people along. Steak 'n Shake has good onion rings.
I have a question for all the cool kid wimmens. We pondered this over dinner last night. Y’all know those Wendy’s commercials where they compare the price of something to how many Wendy’s ninety-nine cent value meal items that is? Like the two women who are looking at shoes and one of the women says the shoes are nice but the price is eighty-nine Frosties and the baby sitter who says she charges six Junior Bacon-Cheeseburgers an hour. Well, the question is concerning another one of those comparisons.
This woman is sitting at a vanity all dolled up like and her husband says, “Wow, honey! You look like a million Crispy Chicken Nuggets!” Would you consider that a compliment? I mean, he just told her she looked like a million little brown, round fried up pieces of processed chicken. Would you thank your sweetie for the compliment or would you turn around and slug him across the room if he said that to you? Why were we discussing this over dinner you ask? Well, we both ordered Fried Chicken Salads and the little pieces of fried chicken sorta look like chicken nuggets only smaller. That’s what made us think about that commercial. Oh like y’all have stimulating intellectual discussions over dinner every night!
I like this explanation.
OK I am in Eastern North Carolina at least twice a year. I must know where this is. Interestingly, this month’s issue of Southern Living has a special section of Reader’s Choice Awards on places to visit in the South–and several places in this area are mentioned. The Biltmore, Blue Ridge Parkway, Grove Park Inn, the city of Henderson. Strangely, I don’t recall reading about Pig in a Puppy.
There’s a BBQ place I fell in love with many years ago called Red, Hot &Blue. There logo is a pair of pigs wearing sunglasses and playing guitars. 
Swampy, in answer to your question to the wimmen folk here: Uh, no…I find that Wendy’s commercial odd and if Mr. Taters told me I looked like a bunch of chicken nuggets I wouldn’t like it. That’s just my humble opinion though.
I’m sleepy…need to wake up.
Puggy I forgot to ask … did you get your toidy installed? More importantly … does it gulp???
We have, or had, a Red Hot and Blue here. I think it’s Memphis barbecue, which is different than Western Kentucky barbecue, which I prefer.
I haven’t seen the Wendy’s commercial, so I can’t comment … but I have to say there are many, many things I’d rather be compared to than deep-fried poultry.
Taters it is my contention that most wimmens wouldn’t like it. The first time we discussed this (what?) we were lying in bed watching tv and that commercial came on. I sat up in bed and said, “Did he just tell his wife she looks like a bunch of chicken nuggets!!?” Was he picturing her with a side of Biggie Fries and a drink?
Mine too. I wish they wouldn’t. They’re a Stampeding Herd of Two.
No, swampy, I wouldn’t consider it a compliment. Violence would ensue.
The first thing I saw when I got off the plane in Iowa a few years back was a big sign saying “Hooray for the Red, Pork and Blue!”. It scared me so much that I almost got right back on the plane.