Ok, in my hometown there is a fountain in the middle of the town square. When I was a wee cub growin’ up there it was a fountain that had really pretty colored lights and would shoot up way high. Now it has a statue of the Marquis de LaFayette (what? your hometown doesn’t!?!?) standing in the middle of it and the fountain was all redone.
Anywho, it was considered the height of prankdom to soap the fountain. That facebook page I mentioned has at least 50 references to soapin’ the fountain so far and I ain’t even got started good on readin’ the wall. Apparently, everybody who grew up in ye olde hometowne back then soaped the old fountain.
Except me. Of course. I would never do such a disgraceful thing. The brightness? Don’t worry. It’s just my halo shining through. Nope. Never did… and nobody could prove anything anyways… SO THERE!
ETA: First on three! It’s all the clean livin’ non-soapin’ of the town fountain that got me here first!
Gold stars to FCM and ruble for making me giggle at death (imagining you singing The Circle of Life did me in, FCM). Everyone else: I’d like to join the group strongly favoring a moratorium on bad things happening to Mumpers, their families and friends.
::stands in awe of **rigs’s **accomplishments::
Sounds like a reasonable response from the pastor, Sticky. Maybe she can finesse her way to a solution. Here’s the post that started things off, taxi.
Tired. Long, but productive day. Need to send a couple of e-mails.
Wait. Soapy is a prof of yours? Is her RL name Shanklin? (I’m assuming it’s not 107!) Or is that the name of the building? Which uni is this? I really need to know. I am so confused… (who knew Soapy would be so responsible that they’d put her in charge of Young Minds Needing Molding! It gives one pause…)*
If you want to PM me (or Soapy PM me)with the details, that’s fine. Ta.
I believe I have earned the right to jammies, hot tea and Star Trek. Who’s with me?
*just kidding, Ivory! Don’t hurt me.
And Scooner–that is some messed up shit right there RE your friend and that church. That’s a damned shame and I’m glad you said something.
I offer a super-easy chocolate recipe to cheer up those who need it:
S’Tyger’s Chocolate Rocks*
Ingredients: Chocolate chips, peanuts, coconut in approximately equal amounts (I usually do about a cup and half of chocolate chips… or whatever is left in the bag)
Melt the chocolate chips in a microwave safe bowl.
Mix in the peanuts and coconut to taste. I prefer to have a lot, with just enough chocolate to hold it together. My mom prefers more chocolate.
Drop in bite-size spoonfuls onto a lined cookie sheet or plates.
Optional: Sprinkle coconut and/or peanuts on top.
Let cool.
Enjoy.
They’re strangely addictive.
You can also melt the chocolate in a double boiler with a bit of paraffin which will make them not so quick to melt on your fingers. But that’s too complicated for me. =^_^=
I call them rocks because they were created when for a science class we had to bring in some sort of edible rock, to explore the varieties of rock. They’re neither really hard nor untasty.
IvoryTowerDenizen is not a professor of any of my classes. I think. I don’t know who she is except that she teaches biology. Shanklin is the name of the building.
I just witnessed another game of blood sugar wars. MIL, hubby and daughter all test their blood sugar at the same time to see who has the best. MIL won by one point.
I can see you never played “guess the magnitude of that aftershock,” Juliana. After the '94 Northridge quake, we played that one…for weeks. Once we got semi-used to the idea of aftershocks, anyway. We got pretty good at it, too. I can easily see playing “who has the best blood sugar reading” if a few of us needed to monitor that. If your family is weird, so is mine!
Yummers. I am stuffed to the gills with sushi, and I have leftovers in the fridge for tomorrow morning – perhaps brunch. My aunt rocks.
My chihuahua nearly pees herself when my daughter comes to visit. The daughter has learned to ignore her for the first few minutes until the dog winds down some.
nava, appendages are comfortably crossed.
Hugs all round…even if you don’t need them right now.
In other news, I has a kaff. I am hoping it does not work it’s way into a full-blown cold.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. I shall finish defilthyfyin’ da cave this mornin’. I started last night. Go Me. Plus continuin’ the job hunt. Fun day ahead.
ShinyCat the rocks sound good. I do believe I have all the necessary ingredients on hand.
I’ve had a spasm in my upper back/shoulder area since last night. Normally it’s gone by morning but this one is still here. I thought maybe a shower would loosen it up. Wrong. Cooking should be interesting today. :rolleyes:
