Morning! Hope there aren’t too many people here with HANGOvers! 
Hope everyone’s 4th was good (or peaceful if such is your preference) as well. It’s Thursday, pre-payday, and I’m caffeinating. Brought more of my chili for lunch. I think I may have made too much. Even after dinner for two the night it was made, lunch the next day, a container of some to my dad, chili dawgs last night (which, incidentally, were yum) and another tub of chili today, I still have enough left for two or three big bowls. Lawdy, but I’m gonna be chili’ed out mighty soon. I bought some Missing Ingredient though: Green Tabasco. On sale for $0.40 off, plus a $1.00 off coupon, so I got it at like half price. Sweet! Or spicy, as it were.
Bobbio - Wow, that sounds like a hell of a night. It seems a bit ironic (or perhaps too convenient) that a forest fire should decide to break out on July 4th. The car accident sounds pretty bad though, but on such a holiday as this I suppose it’s the sort of thing you expect to find more frequently unfortunately. Except for the bear. That’s an unexpected twist. I hope no one (other than the bear) was hurt in that one.
Heff - I must have missed it, but may I ask what keeps you house-bound? If it’s not too personal or touchy, of course; I’m just nosy sometimes. Hope the neighbours managed to keep the seismic fields of noise down to a palatable level. It’s one of the few reasons I like my apartment: Concrete walls. And floors. And ceilings. We’ve only ever really been bothered by noise twice. Once, when a young couple moved in next door to us and must have had the stereo flush against the wall – and pointed at it, 'cos the thumping was quite palpable. The second time was just last year, when the neighbours on the other side must have been utterly soaring on clouds of weed smoke, ‘cos their stereo was blasting so freakin’ loud you could hear it in the elevator several floors away. Without (much) hyperbole, I think their stereo really did go to 11. And it was redlining even there. I seriously wanted to go over there and kick someone in the yambag. But instead I called security. They came, but only managed to grab the Wannabe Spinal Tap’s attention after pounding on the door with both fists for a good five minutes. They were told to keep it the hell way down, and they agreed and made empty apologies and closed the door. No sooner had security walked to the elevators and pushed the call button (not 5 seconds later; the apartment was right next to the elevators) than the music returned full force! That takes prescription-strength stupid, that does. Security returned, pounded madly, and told them again in much sterner tones with overtones of eviction. Finally the music just stopped entirely.
Those tenants didn’t last long.
BooFae - Wait, you’re saying Scottish cuisine is better than British? But … they invented haggis! And deep-fried pizza! And possibly haggis on deep-fried pizza! Surely steak & kidney pies, Yorkshire pudding, and real English butter toffees must count for something!
ETA: Ha! Top of page 7. Booya!
[sub]Wait. That’s not very prestigious, is it? Damn.[/sub]
:smack: :mad: :mad: :mad: every day. And now she’s loose! Look out, world!
