If you really want a good tea, try this one: Kalahari Cafe Artisan Chocolatte Black Tea, Hazelnut Mocha flavor.
It’s ridiculously good.
Ooh, lamb, I love lamb, you’re definitely welcome. Not that you wouldn’t be anyway, all are welcome except those who feel limited by an expectation that we converse with some low level of civility.
Nice jammies, BTW, you don’t usually see the ones with the feet in that size.
Don’t mind me; I’m still a bit confused about what’s going on, and I honestly had no idea I was supposed to have my knickers in a twist about something. Do I even have knickers? I don’t know! Somebody help me out here. 
Mainly I’m here because someone mentioned something about Earl Grey and donuts.
Though I don’t really care what the dust-up is about, can someone summarize it in one brief sentence here? Is there really some sea change which would concern me? I post in the Pit on occasion, but I don’t get psychotic about it, as far as I can remember.
There are new Pit rules trying to put some reins on abusive and obscene language. Some find any such rules an intolerable restriction of their freedom to be assholes; others are intent on identifying the exact path and direction of a line between acceptable and not acceptable.
The consensus of the people disturbed about the new rules is that it marks the end of the SDMB as we know it, because in their perception the Boards as a whole function only because there’s an area where poo is flung.
Others of us weren’t flinging poo before, and find no reason to be concerned that others are now being discouraged from doing so.
I’m still trying to recover from all the delectable sweet stuff I virtually consumed yesterday.
To quote the great Homer Simpson, “Why was I cursed with this weakness for snack treats?”
Ah. Thanks. Nothing for me to worry about then.
Oh, wait - there was that one time when cats were pooping in my vegetable seedlings and I was so steamed that I actually posted some choice, capitalized obscenities right there in the OP for the whole world to see. Guess I’ll have to rein that in.
Late to the party, but I just wanted to offer anyone still here some hibiscus tea with lemon and a homemade merengue (just a little soft and chewy), and mention in passing that the Pit continues to burn brightly. The flames look so pretty from up here…
- Go to the Pit.
- Read the sticky on new Pit rules at the top.
Can we throw cake at people trying to come up the hill?
Look I’m starting this super large charcoal grill right now. Anybody that wants to grill something in half an hour is welcome to use it. I’m having beef tenderloin and rib eye. Yes I can’t make up my mind for the first barbecue this year.
Adds some pork and apple sausages to Harmonious Discord’s grill
Thanks, those will make a lovely dinner. Stealth Potato - being a guy you probably don’t have knickers, although if you did then hey whatever works for you.
Hey, scootch over, twicks, am I too late? I just made a strawberry angel cake with bittersweet chocolate ganache and I’ve got some nice Kalahari red tea.
Will there be ponies?
Sure, I’m just lemme heat up the barbie first 
Tried that once. Too many long hard words and I was feeling too laid-back to be arsed. I like twickster’s summing-up much more.
This has all the “ingredients” for a “hurricane party” or one of those apocalyptic bacchanalias! 
So what are we calling this “ship with no rudder” in the middle of Og knows where? (In the Horse Latitudes maybe?:D)
“The Good Ship _______” (what?)
Quasi
… it probably doesn’t come across, but I’m not in a real good “place” right now, kids.
At first I was angry because I felt like the people who own this place don’t care about us, and they NEED to, because there are many very GOOD things done here
I’m being selfish, because I really NEED to be “here” when I’m not at work, and being here keeps me going and keeps me busy and THINKING.
So last night, I didn’t sleep and just sat here and thought about what might happen here if TPTB get complacent and no longer care, and the more I thought about it the more upset I got, so I called the AD Help Line just to have someone to talk to, because I was afraid that y’all would make fun of me.
So I got over THAT, and then manila’s father died, and Steve died, and so many of our pets have died, and here I am again with tears srtreaming down my damn face.
And I need to sleep but I just CAN’T right now…
SHIT!
Hush, Quasi, your nickers are twisting. Have a seat and a cuppa tea, you’re among friends. <pats couch>
Can I have some chamomile, please? And small slice of that delicious-looking carrot cake.
Would you mind if I get my knitting out?
What is that you said about a war? Did we declare war on Germany already? I’ve been away for a while, so…
i buy girl scout cookies by the case so today we have lemonades! mmmmmm shortbread cookie with lemony icing on one side.
i’ve also brought milk and glasses wide enough for dunking.
so…who’d like a nice game of trivial pursuit?
hey mighty girl, what-cha knitting?
If there’s any chamomile tea left, I’d like a cup, please. Dinner’s not sitting well, I’m tired and I have a headache, but I’m not relaxed enough to go to sleep.
Robin
**Quasi **- we’re always here for you. No matter what shit goes on, you’ve got friends here. I know what it’s like when things get tough, but, as others have said, sling yourself into the hammock here and bask in the warm glow that’s emanating from this thread.
:):D:)