Well, I did say hug not molest after all. 
Ooh, Rifty --that’s a tough one. But it has to have come up before. On my application guidelines (a FAQ thingy) it says that if “candidate has not yet graduated, please list the courses you plan to complete before entering the GSLIS”–maybe that is the same kind of thing?
This has to happen with some frequency, given the academic calendar. I am sure that acceptance is contigent on passing grades in the unfinished classes, as well.
let us know what happens, ok?
And Dutch girls are waaaaay more sophistimicated than RPI ones, guaranteed!
Well, my current transcript tells them the unfinished courses. The diploma and final transcript tell them two things: 1) That will have actually graduated from a physics program before attending their school, and 2) My grades in the unfinished courses. I just sent an email to my prof asking about deadlines for accepting admission to grad school, to see what the odds are that I’d have to decide on other schools before Amsterdam deigns to let me know if I’m in or not.
And yes, I’m definitely looking forward to meeting some Dutch girls. 
Well, two loads of laundry done, dishes put away, and dirties loaded in dishwasher. All that work should be worth something. I want chocolates! Or a hot tub. I’m not too fussy.
No shoving - I’ll accept all of your love offerings. Line starts on the left. Or the right. Two lines - that’s fine!
One at each…Okay, I’ma gonna back away from that joke.
Taters, I’ve lost two dear friends and one of my favoritest aunts to breast cancer, so get yourself squished, dear, okay?
That goes for the rest of youse too!
Have some m&m’s, FCM, they’re especially yummy today.
Go, taxi!!! Let us know how it went.
No one ever confuses me for famous people. I’ve had several people tell me I look just like a friend/relative of theirs. My personal favorite, however, is the person who asked me if I was Japanese. Not really sure where that came from. Everyone I’ve told that story to has seemed surprised.
I don’t bake as often as I’d like to, but I’m pretty good at various cakes and cookies. Pie crust is my downfall. I have several biscuit recipes, but not a tried-and-true buttermilk one, so I’d love a copy of yours as well, swampy. (Also, thank you for sponsoring this week’s vote for the next host/ess.)
Also, Lissla, where did you get your tortilla recipe? I mostly eat corn tortillas, which I buy at the Mexican grocery store, but I know that homemade flour tortillas taste much better than boughten ones. One of my old roommates (whose cast iron frying pan I somehow inherited) makes excellent ones, but she doesn’t work from a recipe and we weren’t roommates long enough for me to catch on to her method. So if you can share that, it would be great!
Oh, and I’m not buying the 60% housewife answer. The Multiple Husband System has to be the reason because it’s much more exotic.
Exciting off-site meeting actually went quite well. We got quite a bit out of it. Got almost nothing done this afternoon at work, though, because I had to catch up with a couple of people on several issues.
So where’s Ashes, these days? Seems like she’s missed a couple of MMPs.
I’m sure there are some good wishes I’m forgetting to send, so let me just send out general good vibes to all.
Gotta go get a birthday card and something else I’m forgetting right now (hopefully I’ll remember before I hit the checkout line at Tar-jay).
GT
I’m back! life has this pesky way of just getting in the way of MMP time, ya know?
Taters, mine didn’t hurt at all, just some discomfort from the edge of the glass digging into my side. Only a few minutes for all of the pics, too.
Go get 'em rigs!
Good luck rifty.
Heck, just Good Luck to all the Cool Kids!
I loves me some championship worthy hugs!
taxi, deep breath. You’ll do great on your interview, so quit worrying.
Don’t cook or clean much, that’s Hubbys[sup]tm[/sup] job, mostly, but I need to bake a cake for my SIL’s birthday, as he doesn’t do cake. I’m thinking an overload of chocolate (is there such a thing?) will do nicely. A pudding cake, with added choc chips, baked in a bundt pan, turned out on a plate, then fill the middle and frost the outside with ganache.
I’ll take one of these, too. Sounds yum!!!
GT
Dayum–I need insulin after reading that cake description!
Off to read Narnia book to #2 son.
night-night, all
I’d like one, too, Walfflower. Pretty please.
I got the recipe off epicurious. I think it was 2 cups flour, 1/4 cup shortening (I used lard because I’m a rebel), 2/3 cup warm water, and a teaspoon of salt. As I recall, you rub the lard and flour together until it looks like fine crumbs, mix the salt and water together, and then mix everything.
Knead for two or three minutes, until it feels doughy instead of sticky, divide into twelve balls (I’d do six if you want biggish tortillas), cover with plastic wrap, and let it sit for 1/2 hour to an hour. I assume that’s to let the gluten relax so it’s easier to roll.
Roll them out quite thin on a floured surface.
Heat a cast iron or non-stick frying pan up to medium high, and fry them without oil. It should be only a minute or so per side.
Eat them. They’re good. They puff up alarmingly. It’s fun.
Good Friday morning y’all! The buttermilk biscuit recipe will be forthcoming, probably tonight or sometime tomorrow, I promise. I would have done it last night but I was tired after that county commission meeting, so I piled up in my bed and watched tv for a bit after I got home and went to sleep early.
'Twas an interesting meeting. The part I was there for specifically being the most interesting of all. I know I’ve already gone over how some people were requesting a conditional use permit for a personal care home and how they were not at the planning commission meeting, so the planning commission recommended denial of the permit to the county commission. Last night the people were there, but, there seemed to be some huge discrepencies in their original application and there intent. Last night they were saying it would be a home for people with “mental handicaps” (a term that grates on my nerves!). In their application, they stated it would be a personal care home for elderly persons. Several people at the meeting stated their objections for a variety of reasons, some which I do not agree on, some which I do agree on. To me, the problem lies in the fact that these people have not been what I’d call truthful and IMO, do not seem to be people who should be licensed to operate a personal care home because I don’t think they know what they’re doing. Anywho, the commission voted unanimously to deny the conditional use permit. Being me, I, of course had to hang around for the whole meeting just out of curiousity since I’d never been to a county commission meeting. A lot of it was mundane, but some of it was kind of interesting. Thus was my exciting Thursday night.
FCM, just think, if you were at my house you could sit in a hot tub and eat chocolate at the same time! Yep, that has been known to happen. Matter of fact, on Valentine’s Day, the plan is hot tub time with champagne and chocolate covered strawberries. I’ve ordered the strawberries from this place that does exceptionally good milk and dark chocolate strawberries. They make 'em look like strawberries wearing little chocolate tuxedos. Since we’re not buying each other gifts (we’re like that), that’ll be our Valentine treat. ACBG is buying the champagne. Then next Wednesday, we’ll go out and buy up leftover Valentine’s Day chocolates for cheap. Ain’t we just a couple of stinkers!
Man, swampy, you’ve got your whole V-day figured out. I’m still at a total loss. I mean, i’ve got the basics down: The wife will get a stuffed teddy bear (she gets one every valentine’s day), and I’ll go over to Godiva and get her a little bit of chocolate, but beyond that, I’m stuck.
Too bad we don’t have a hot tub.
I did suggest red power tools. After all, seeing as how I’m gay and all, if I suggest something it should be just the thing right?
The problem with power tools is that when I went to get those, I’d coem home with an additional 15-20 that I have no use for.
Valentine’s Day. I’ve bought jewelry for my GF for the last couple of years, but she never wears 'em. Except fot he $10 watch I got her at Christmas so she would have a timepiece at her job. That she wears.
I have been told that I look like Richard Marx, and Ralph Maccio. I wasn’t happy to hear either comparison. But that was when I was clean shaven. Now, with the beard, no one tells me I look like anyone. Which is cool with me.
GF brought a bi-fold door last night, to hang in the doorway between the kitchen and the laundry nook. As we started the pre-installation checks, we noticed that the doorway in question is 1/2 inch wider at the top than at the bottom. The door, unfortunately, is a uniform 32 inches wide top and bottom. There is some question now as to what to do: rip an angle cut so that it closer fits the doorway, or fix the doorway. The door might not be able to handle a rip cut like that (it’s hollow, and we’re not too sure how thick the sides are) and it’s been a long time since I used a power saw. There was one left in the house, but I’ve got to take a good look at it to see if’n it’s going to work. This is one of those times that I need a table saw with a six foot work area.
Sean I cannot believe a straight man is wondering whether or not to use a power tool on something. Of course you use it! Heck, even I know that! One never turns down an opportunity to crank up a power tool.
I’m making use of one of my work “perks” this morning. I’m using one of the commercial washing machines to wash a bed spread. Actually, I’ve already done that. Now I’m using one of the commercial dryers to dry the bed spread. We get to do such things when the washers and dryers are not in use for actual work stuff which just happens to be today. The bed spread smelled so good when it came out of the washer! I take joy wherever I find it.
Well, maybe no use for right then, but who knows down the road. Be prepared. That’s my motto. Actually, that’s the Boy Scout motto. “It looks cool. Buy it.” That’s a good power tool motto.
Mornin’ evrabuddy, anna happy Friday to ya! 
I will be getting Mr. Anachi a really mushy Valentines Card over the weekend and will probably try to cook sumpin he really really likes for V Day dinner. I already tole him not to get me any flawhrs this year cause we’re spending so much money on the bathroom remodel. If he makes reservations down in South Florida for the King Tut exhibition though like I hinted to him, all bets are off.
The tuna I cooked last night was really disappointing. Just a tad fishy but that puts me offen it. The collard greens were good though.
We are sposed to get REAL cold come Monday morning so I’m thinkin about a nice beef stew for dinner on Sunday. Maybe some homemade biscuits, too, if Chef Le Swampier follows through with that recipe.
Tupug
Puggy how weird! Well, probably not weird* but coincidental. I took a huge chunk of beef out of the freezer when I got up this morning so it would be all thawed out tomorrow for me to chunk up and make beef stew out of! I’ve used the last of the beef stew that I had frozen and I was thinking just last night, since it’s kinda cold right now, that it’d be a good time for some beef stew.
Oh, and our “romantic” Valentine’s Day dinner is going to be meatloaf. I ask somebody what he’d want for dinner if I decided to cook. The answer was meatloaf and “real” mac and cheese. Sounds like somebody’s inner five year old planned a menu don’t it.
Funny. I grw my beard when I was hitchhiking many years ago and never shaved it off. Mainly because when I finally got back in front of a mirror and trained it, I realized I no longer looked like an overgrown 12 year old. I’ve got a baby face, don’tcha know.
I don’t look like anyone either.