Scenes From a Second Grade Cafeteria (in two colors!)

I definitely want a new toaster. Not that my current one’s not working. It’s just butt-ugly…you know, that chrome and faux wood look from who know’s when. Also it doesn’t have big enough slots. Anything thicker than Wonderbread has to be pushed down, and bagels??? Ain’t no way.

I use the local supermart’s very tasty eyetalian bread for garlic bread. I cut some nice inch-thick slices at an angle and slather them with I-Can’t-Believe-It’s-Not-Butter (I know, very pedestrian) and garlic powder (both sides). Then into the oven to broil lightly, just till golden, both sides. Smells sooooooooo good and the bread is crusty and yummm!!!

fcm, the house is looking goooood! I think you made the right choice changing the paint color. I think the other was just a tad too greeny. Hard to tell from 'puter pics, though. Many kudos for all the hard work. You must be getting pretty buff from the workouts. :wink: Enjoy your visit with dear daughter.

Tupug (appliance-challenged)

misstee are Ashley and Jeremy registered with Tar-jay? You should send Ex a link to their registry page if they are. Knowing him, they’ll end up with everything they registered for by the time he’s through. :smiley:

Puggy your toaster can’t toast bagels? That means you need a new toaster. We’ll get Ex to pick ya one up while he’s at Target shopping for everybody.

FCM I forgot to say this earlier, but I also use my toaster oven to make dinner sometimes. When it’s just for me, it’s just right.
-swampbear (still not over the idea of a butler lurking about my suite next week)

I don’t have a toaster OR a toaster oven.

What does that mean?

It means I can’t make myself a toast bonnet. Or heat up one of those little cardboard pizza thingies. Actually I can do that, 'cause I do have an oven. And a microwave.

But no toast with jelly.

No prob scout. Oh, Ex? Pick up a toaster for scout while yer at Tar-jay.

And while you’re there, Ex, I need the following:

A bag of the big marshmallows. NOT the mini ones. They’re useless for my purposes.

Six rolls of duct tape.

Two cans of 3 in 1 oil.

A sponge.

Some paper napkins, but light blue ones. Not the light blue with flowers, just the plain light blue. If that’s too much trouble though, just get white.

One of each item from the feminine hygeine aisle.

I’ll cut you a check when you get back.

There’s a whole chapter in John Thorne’s book Pot On The Fire about toast. I love John Thorne. Great food writer.
I don’t think he wears it, though.
I lost about a weeke to rereading Tad Williams’ Otherland series. I understand War Of The Flowers is a single book? Much shorter than, say, four 1200 page novels? We’ve got it at work. I should borrow it. Not this weekend, though- I’ve got company. I think it would be kinda rude to say, “Hey, thanks for flying in to visit! You make yourself comfy- I’m just gonna sit here and read this book for the whole weekend.”

It’s amazing how, when you start to write out a post, you don’t think you’ve got anything to say- and then magically you can rant on for pages and pages without any problem!

I need breakfast.

I meant, “I don’t think he wears toast.” Yeesh. I think I’ll have chocolate pudding for breakfast.

<snerk>
As is befitting of my juvenile image I felt compelled to point this out.
<snerk>

Why would anyone need feminine hygiene products when he already has paper napkins and duct tape?

Ex, at Target I need a dvd recorder thing-a-machine. That’s right, I’m that last person on the planet without a dvd player and I plan to do it up fancy (ish), so grab one o’them for me.

Swampbear, I would be the perfect stowaway for you because while I’m in your suitcase I could make sure nothing wrinkled. Then, I could teach you romantic things to say in spanish so CBG would be an especially eager roommate. Plus, according to my ears, in all 18 years I lived at home my parents never had sex, so jungle noises wouldn’t bother me at all.

I am bitterly disappointed by the good behaviour exhibited at yesterday’s faculty meeting. Not even an arguement, much less a fight. One teacher cried a little though. Her favorite parking space is being taken away.

He’s confused about the use of napkins. :smiley:

Everybody has thier hobby. . .

That was funny as hell BTW.

Ashes[sup]2[/sup] maybe you could make sure the butler doesn’t listen in. You know how nosy they can be. I’m sorry your faculty meeting wasn’t more eventful. A good fist fight makes any faculty or staff meeting better I say. Maybe different people could be assigned to start fights or arguements at meetings from now on.

Ex <snerk>

I believe he’s kept in a sound proof closet until one rings for him. :wink: He is exclusively for the owner’s suite.
I’m so envious, I think I’ll go wake up my fireman and have a tantrum about never having stayed in the owner’s suite. Maybe it will work.

Well if he’s outta the way that’ll be good. That way I won’t have to think about closing the bathroom door everytime. I just hate that. This is way :cool:! I didn’t know it was gonna be all fancified like that and stuff. Reckon we’ll get to sit at the Captain’s Table and be invited to the Captain’s cocktail party and stuff? We’ll be just like Daisy and Onslow on the QEII! Now we’ll see who watches KUA.

I love you. :smiley:

One wonders what you were doing when you should have been causing a little well planned trouble.
Hmmmmm. . .

Swampy, if I’m expected to butler wrangle, then I’ll need a trunk not just a suitcase. And an allowance of one mai tai a day. I trust these won’t be deal breakers.

I cry just a little to think of what it would be like to use duct tape down there on my tender bits.

Oh I was fomenting welby, it just did no good, darned civilized types around here.

My prayers have been answered.