Rarely senselessly vulgar; frequently slightly tacky
She said something about red velvet cake batter.
Looks like it could be body disposal to me. You ever see that Alfred Hitchcock Presents where Barbara Bel Geddes (Miss Ellie on Dallas) beats her husband to death with a leg of lamb, then cooks and serves it to the investigating police officers?
(Wow, those KitchenAid stand mixers are powerful.)
Were there $300 (or, you know, maybe $175 or something in those dollars) baseball bats when I was a kid, and I just didn’t know about them?
And ooh, you can “SAVE $100″ on that one. It’s normally $399.99, apparently. You know, just a little tip there, for the value-conscious amongst us. (cough)
Stuff like this gives me a little optimism. If this market is still there, then the economy could be worse. Right?
That’s a loss of 1 lb. in February, and a total loss of 7.5 lbs. since January 1.
Well, it’s the correct direction, you know? Yeah, I wish it was more, but I know why it isn’t. I overindulged in the first part of the month when I added poultry back, and wound up relinquishing some of my January progress in the process. So there have been a few pounds I’ve had to lose twice.
Nevertheless, the weather should markedly improve this month, and more hiking opportunities shall present. (I’m also reminding myself that this is the first time I’ve ever been lighter two months after quitting smoking.)
Onward. It’s not a sprint. Don’t worry about winning; worry about doing the right things, day after day, and the win will come.
The boys played their last games of the 2009-2010 Upward basketball season yesterday. Nathan’s season-end party was this afternoon. We don’t keep score, but if we did, the Rattlers would have won all of their games this season except yesterday’s.
This is Nathan’s third year to play for Scott (“Coach T”), and he does a wonderful job teaching the boys basketball, as well as sharing Christ with them. We’re blessed to have him in Nathan’s life.
Our team mom helped out with snack schedules, trophies, and such, and did a great job. (Plus, she’s smokin’ hot. I’m so totally going to have a steamy affair with her.)
We really enjoyed our early dinner at Tommy’s Pizza. Tommy and Christy are experienced restaurateurs and genuine New Yorkers, and that means they make genuine New York-style pizza—huge, floppy slices on hand-tossed crust, with just a bit of sauce. It was delicious, and we got hooked hard. They were kindly obstinate and wouldn’t let us pay (thanks much, guys!), but I’ll be going back for a slice for lunch from time to time.
Here is Nathan getting a lesson from Tommy with the practice dough:
It was a great season. My biggest complaint was the Boise State colors for the uniforms, which is a minor one indeed. Aaron’s season-end party and the ceremony at church are still to come, and then it’s on to spring soccer.
General Motors announced this week that its negotiations to sell the Hummer brand to a Chinese company have fallen through, and barring a Saab-Stryker-type save, it seems highly likely the brand will die. (Cue exaggerated rejoicing from the usual quarters.)
Yeah, yeah, rape the planet and all that, but the bottom line is that Hummers always got a double dose of hatred because they are/were very expensive. The H2 started north of $60,000. The H1, the civilian version of the HMMWV, was well into six figures. Consequently, neither car ever sold in any significant volume, so it’s tough to argue either one was a huge hit on the earth, but never mind. Only rich people could afford them, and nothing like stoking a little wealth envy, eh?
GM was addressing Hummer’s problems, just not quickly enough:
Though I didn’t resent them, GM never built a Hummer I wanted. I have little specific passion about Hummer’s demise. However, I do note that it’s consumer choice diminished a bit further, which is entirely consistent with the umbrella narrative many of its detractors desire.
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