The I Wanted Mousse But Got A Moose Instead Complaint Thread.
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I got my old phone stolen from me. I got it back but sold it to be used for parts instead of selling it to the thief. What ever reason I kept it got destroyed by the thief. Since I have an iPhone I do not need the old phone anyway and if I keep it it might be stolen again.
...yeah not a big fan of noisy places in general either. With my tinnitus, it is really hard to hear what someone is saying when there is a lot of ambient blather going on around me.
...well off to the market to get food for tomorrow's BBQ. almost 80° in the 'hood today.
Real summer on the way, mid 90s by the middle of the week. Time to break out the Hawai'an shirts again.
Morning. Gloomy grey overcast day with a south wind blowing cool enough to have your average Troll shivering under the nearest bridge :)
didn't everyone hate fat so they put sugar in everything instead ?
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So now the theif needs jailbreaking ?
Most cafes here spill onto the sidewalk so ppl can smoke cigarettes, with all the traffic I think everyone is going deaf ! ;0
Tired but can't sleep. Worst feeling ever ><
....I wonder if he is the same one I just chased off of the Mother Jones blog.
*hugz*
Tropical Rainstorm Bonnie in the morning; a little rain in the afternoon; watch for flooding
my bonnie lie over the oceans, oh bonnie by the seeeea
one song i never understood
'aint nuthin but a hound dog' what does it mean? somethin bout a rabbit?
BEER time in 5 minutes. cashews munchies.
no news from trouty/serpy lately?
no squirrels in Oz? so who plants the acorns?
+1
Hound dog was originally about a no good man.
See video below,
but whuz it to do with a rabbit
hounds chase foxes?
Hunting hounds in the South just lay around on the porch, or in the pen or chained to a dog house until they are taken hunting. For example, beagles are hounds, and great rabbit dogs. Not much fox hunting around here. The man being sung about just lays around (like a hound) and won't work (catch a rabbit).
"brilliant" nice British word. it's like kewl, but brilliant
'rubbish' another British word, never say rubbish, but ise gonna start. at work i say 'basura'
had to lookup how to ask for bigger wirecutters, forgot already, unbrilliant >.<. had to snip the scsci ends off old cables before putting wire in copper recycle bin. scsi ii is dead. i remember when it was brilliant but nowadays scsi2 is rubbish.
cortador? bigger wasnt grande was like pes????
SNAFU is an acronym that stands for the sarcastic expression situation normal: all foxtrot up. It is sometimes bowdlerized to all fouled up or similar. It means that the situation is bad, but that this is a normal state of affairs. It is typically used in a joking manner to describe something that's working as intended. The acronym is believed to have originated in the United States Marine Corps during World War II
...Complaint
Too bloody many hotkeys in apps today. Was entering a post on another thread when my thumb grazed the "ctl" key at the same time and FF shut down. Lost everything I wrote.
..and still not happy that this spell checker refuses to flag misspelled words smaller than four characters.
Hey, where's Serpent?
Dana
Serpent has been very busy with a new music project, and playing comedian in online chat!
This isn't the project, just an experiment: https://soundcloud.com/synthetic_aurality/click-driven-delta
I'm working on a soudtrack for an animation that doesn't exist... tough job..
caught up on grimm's season finale. not what i expected
Yep! Resolved one major villian. And the "hook" for next season wasn't nailbiting, just a tease. Good way to end the season. I can't stand nailbiting "hooks" (for about a day, they they fade into total triviality)
To infinty! And stuck..
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Complaint: Wanted to go somewhere semi-far and almost interesting this weekend so I drove to the upper end of the lake (about 20 miles) to go to my favorite little old-fashioned diner to get one of their handmade chocolate milkshakes made the old way with real ice cream, milk and a 70 year old milkshake blender using a big metal cup that pours out into two big glasses of lumpy chocolate heaven. Just like I remember when I was a kid. I got seated, made my choice of hamburger and chocolate shake, potato chips and pickle and settled down to wait for a memory. Then the waitress comes back and says, "Sorry, we're out of ice cream". ARGHHHH!
Makes me wonder who's in charge of food ordering for them now. Which genius couldn't plan on extra ice cream for Memorial Day weekend? And so what if you run out? You're across the street from a grocery store. Come on people, grow a brain! Where's Gordon Ramsay when you need him? I cancelled my meal, said in no uncertain words loud enough to be heard by the entire dining room, that the only reason I'd come there was for the milkshake, and walked out.
Then I went to my next favorite old-timey restaurant on the lake near the old-timey ferry and cruised around the old-timey town for 20 minutes unable to find a parking place.
Then I gave up on having a special meal and slunk back into the city and found the local "Applebee's" franchise and ordered something chicken. It came out from the kitchen half black with burnt fat.
If I'd wanted charcoal I'd have gone to the hardware store and bought a bag. Also, the waitress was one of those uber happy, Chatty Cathy people that crawl under my skin. If she wasn't jabbering at me she was jabbering at another table. Half way through my meal she tried to grab my still half full water glass again and fill it yet again but that was too much so I barked "Leave it alone!". 
When I was ready to leave, I sat for 10 minutes watching her stand and chat at another table until she finally turned around and I wagged my credit card in her direction. I was tempted to actually honestly answer her scripted question "How was everything?" but just mumbled an annoyed "tolerable", paid my bill and left.
Moral of story: Hermits don't do well in public.
dreams olt timey malted milkshake
contemplating making chocolate genois cake ... haz to sit in fridge for hours ... dunno wanna wait that long
genois cake just the cake part of black forest cake
oach the humids going up
oh boy was work, was the pot over the pot of simmering water had to whisk the eggs 5 minutes over the stove.
without the frosting whole thing 2/3c of sugar
not making the frosting
i cook with my winter knit hat, paranoid my hair will go in the batter, need like a summer cook hat
came out hilly.
no corn syrup or veg oil, tastes different. uber rich can only nibble.
first bite doesnt taste like much, then taste of a burst of chocolate, then the sweet taste comes