Not being Attenborough, I couldn't think of anything better to say.

Food Experiment

Wed, 19 Nov 2008 23:07:59 GMT

I needed something to do with the last of my pomegranates, and I didn't think I had enough for jelly, so I juiced what I had and made pomegranate gelatin instead. And then to be a total wanker, I made a parfait with a cheesecake base.

Cheesecake base:

8 oz. cream cheese
1/3 cup sugar
2 or 3 tablespoons sour cream
1 teaspoon vanilla

Mix thorougly,thin with milk if necessary, and pour/dollop into the bottom of three small dessert cups.

Pomegranate gelatin

1 cup pomegranate juice (I think I used 2 medium and 3 small pomegranates)
1 cup mild fruit juice, like apple or white grape
1 envelope unflavored gelatin

Pour gelatin over pomegranate juice to soften. Bring apple juice to a boil, then mix with pomegranate/gelatin until gelatin is dissolved. Cool until thickened but not solid, pour over cheesecake base. I think mine took two hours to set completely. Also, I had some extra gelatin that didn't fit in the dessert cups. It's kind of tart, but I like it that way. A couple of tablespoons of honey or sugar in the warm mix probably wouldn't change the consistency much.

I'm a dork

Thu, 16 Oct 2008 08:11:45 GMT

Hahaha, I just ran across the term 'cisgender' while dorking around on the internet. It took me a moment. "What the hell is cisgender? The opposite of transg... LOL!" I wonder who first came up with that term, because it is the most hilariously awesome and nerdy made-up word I've seen for a long time.

This Doesn't Surprise Me

Fri, 10 Oct 2008 19:54:50 GMT

Oh noes, John McCain is a craps dick!

Yes, it is a major faux pas to have your hands down in the table when the dice are rolling. I'm sure Mr. McCain knows this, and maybe he was distracted, but he might also be one of those players who wants the game to revolve around him, even if there are 15 other people playing too. It is definitely not cool to explode at the other players on the table, especially over being touched. A full crap game is nothing but people bumping into each other.

Sun, 14 Sep 2008 20:44:12 GMT

Today I am making beef stew and white eyelet bloomers, because I'm just that kind of dork.

Also, because I am weiner about politics, everyone should look at this comic.

Also also, staticfoo made me watch Arrested Development. Come on!

Wed, 30 Jul 2008 05:30:28 GMT

Someone needs to kick Chris Carter in the balls. I just got back from seeing the X-Files movie and it was 98.5% suck. Just so you know.

Actually, no, someone needs to kick me in the balls, or at least pretend I have them, for thinking that after the steaming piles of crap that were the last two seasons of the X-Files, Chris Carter could actually come out with something good. I guess that's why they called it 'I Want to Believe'.

So, basically it was a horror movie with Mulder and Scully and a little bit of psychic power grafted on to it. Like somebody saw 'Saw' and said, ooh, that'd make a good X-Files. See, for those of you who didn't see the movie and aren't afraid of spoilers, there is a villain who is trying to save his male lover who is dying of cancer by kidnapping women for full body transplants. Supposedly they are the best matches because they have a rare blood type. A! If you're trying to do a match for a full-body transplant, wouldn't you want the same gender? B! Are they using women's bodies for a man's transplant because the man is gay? But what I really suspect and am most annoyed by is C! Are they just picking women because only women can be movie victims?

Also irksome is the cancerous gay man was molested as an altar boy by a priest. Are they trying to say that's why he's gay? Why did they even put the gay thing in there? It just makes all the other stuff more annoying!

Plus Mulder and Scully are rarely in classic X-Files character, there's totally pointless character death (sorry Ms. Peet), the psychic character apparently gained his ability through buttsex, and there's nowhere near enough of Mulder and Scully makin' out, although they do appear in bed together, albeit clothed, at one point.

There's more, but that's the stuff that really annoyed me.

Jerry Says...

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 21:59:09 GMT

Last night while standing around doing nothing at work, Jerry and I were talking about how to best talk back to a player who likes to ask other players whether they 'know Jesus' yet, should he ever make the mistake of asking us. We thought it would be funny to ask him if he knows the Flying Spaghetti Monster, which got us on the subject of Pastafarianism, and discussions on why the Pastafarian hell is better than the traditional hell. For those who aren't familiar with the doctrine, Pastafarian heaven has beer volcanoes and strippers. Pastafarian hell is similar, but the beer is warm and the strippers have VD. Thus, we both cracked up when Jerry said, "Yeah, Pastafarian hell is better, because it doesn't have burning, or pain, or... oh wait, I guess it could."

I've probably misquoted the exact wording, but that's basically what he said.

Ben Stein Fucks With Everyone

Sat, 03 May 2008 22:31:12 GMT

I am convinced that this whole thing with Expelled and the media junkets that go with it are a gigantic prank on Ben Stein's part. Sure, there's probably a money-making aspect to it, but I think his main motivation has got to be 'Let's see just how wacky I can make my statements, and still get these people to agree with me." Probably also an element of, "Let's see how much of a frenzy I can work the scientific community in to," while he's at it.

Seriously, if nothing else, Ben Stein is a well-read man, and it just smacks of satire to me when he starts spouting things like, "When we just saw that man, I think it was Mr. Myers, talking about how great scientists were, I was thinking to myself the last time any of my relatives saw scientists telling them what to do they were telling them to go to the showers to get gassed." Or when he goes on to say, "Love of God and compassion and empathy leads you to a very glorious place, and science leads you to killing people."

He's got to have been giggling to himself when the host of the interview nodded and agreed with him.

This is not to say the charade isn't incredibly stupid, or that people should stop making fun of Ben Stein when he says these things, but I really think he's just trying to fuck with people, and see how far he can take this thing before the Intelligent Design folk and fundamentalists realize they're the butt of a very, very elaborate joke.

Sewing! And Entomology!

Wed, 23 Apr 2008 20:50:58 GMT

I am making this dress out of the best fabric EVAR.

Why is it the best fabric ever? Well, it isn't the content; it's some sort of shiny polyester knit (about like you might find on commercial versions of the dress- comfortably stretch and easy-care, but not high quality by any means), but it's printed with insects. And not just the usual ladybugs or butterflies (although it does have those too). No, this fabric, a medium green printed with darker green insects and a little bit of white highlighting, has all sorts of freaky insects printed on it. There are skipper butterflies, sphinx moths, sphinx moth caterpillars, ladybugs, grasshoppers, katydids, crickets, houseflies, dragonflies, dragonfly larvae, tree crickets, cockroaches, tiger beetles, assassin bugs, honey bees, ants, termites, camel crickets, stoneflies, bedbugs (I shit you not), stick insects, praying mantids, stink bugs, ichneumonid wasps, cicadas, weevils, ground beetles, seed bugs, long-horned beetles, metallic borer beetles, mayflies, antlions (adult), snakeflies, scarab beetles, water beetles, leaf beetles , stag beetles, long-horned grasshoppers, click beetles, and a couple of flies, wasps, and a spider thing that remain unidentified.

I wanted to take pictures of all of the different insects on the fabric, but the shiny surface of the fabric combined with my old and shitty digital camera made for a 'no' on that plan.

Sorry I didn't link all of the insects listed above. I started browsing around at bugguide.net, and now I have to forcibly remove myself from the computer before I spend my entire afternoon looking at pretty pictures of crawly things.

Content Free Zone

Sun, 20 Apr 2008 21:50:21 GMT

Stolen from pistolandlariat:
01. Where is your mobile phone? Purse.
02. Your significant other? Adorable.
03. Your hair? Victorian.
04. Your mother? Hippie.
05. Your father? Hilarious.
06. Your favorite thing? Chickens.
07. Your dream last night? Blank.
08. Your favorite drink? Mocha.
09. Your dream/goal? Insignificance.
10. The room you're in? Gameroom.
11. Your ex? Redhead.
12. Your fear? Inlaws.
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Forest.
14. Where were you last night? Sleep.
15. What you're not? Tall.
16. Muffins? Poppyseed.
17. One of your wish list items? Fabric.
18. Where you grew up? Reno.
19. The last thing you did? Manicure.
20. What are you wearing? Tweed!
21. Your TV? Flatscreen.
22. Your pets? Pests.
23. Your computer? Webcomics.
24. Your life? Domestic.
25. Your mood? Angered.
26. Missing someone? Family.
27. Your car? Mini.
28. Something you're not wearing? Thong.
29. Favorite Store? Food.
30. Your summer? Blistering.
31. Like someone? Loads.
32. Your favorite color? Burgundy.
33. When is the last time you laughed? Noon?
34. Last time you cried? Forgot.

Whoa...

Thu, 27 Mar 2008 23:00:26 GMT

I actually did stuff yesterday! I helped Bill wire up outlets in the garage, I made a pair of pajama pants for Bill (pajama pants are super easy- it was probably only about 2 hours of sewing), and I made carrot cake.

Today I am eating carrot cake. Mmmmm...

Sat, 22 Mar 2008 20:51:15 GMT

My back porch smells of lilacs. Spring is almost as good as fall in my little patch of Pahrump, where Bill's mom planted all sorts of delicious things like lilac bushes and irises and apricot trees and mulberry trees and roses and daffodils and narcissi. Plus an apple tree, a pear tree, and two unidentified trees that are popped out in mid-pink and dark-pink blossoms right now. Possibly almonds, possibly cherries. My apricot trees are done blooming, but there were lots of bees out visiting them while they were, so the blooms should give way to lots of apricots, which will in turn give way to apricot pies and chicken feed.

I cracked open some of last fall's black walnuts, and the stories are true: black walnuts are much richer and tastier than English walnuts, but it would take much painstaking hammering and prying to get enough to bake anything. Perhaps they are better as a small snack when one feels like smashing things.

I was nominated for employee of the month at work, which was distinctly odd, as I don't believe I go out of my way at all to do a specially good job. Perhaps that is why a lady from housekeeping won the top spot- scrubbing toilets and being a good employee must be much harder than playing games all day like I do. I still got a $25 bonus, which I preemptively spent on fancy chocolates.

Also, I broke my purse strap, so I had been tying the broken ends together, but the pleather kept slipping apart, so Bill snuck over the hardware store and bought a leather punch and some rivets and fixed the strap for me. I = spoiled.

Yay!

Fri, 14 Mar 2008 20:19:42 GMT

Bill bought me two baby chicks today. I was tagging along with him to pick up some electrical parts, and he detoured to the feed store, where they just happened to have a batch of three-day-old black Sex Link chickens. (Sex Links are cross-breed chickens that hatch out with males of one color and females of another, so you know for sure that your chicks are future layers.) We assumed that the little black puffballs were Barred Rock chicks, because that's usually what the feed store stocks in spring, and I already have six Barred Rocks, so I wasn't going to get any, but then we found out what they really were, so I had to get a couple. Black Sex Links grow up to have shiny black feathers with green iridescence, and sometimes some red feathers around their face and neck. They also lay lots of fat brown eggs.

I haven't figured out what to name them yet, but one of them is a little whiner already. Probably she feels lonely with just one little friend instead of the whole flock, but eventually she will have a big flock again, when she grows up enough that the big chickens won't think she is food.

BAHAHAHAH

Sun, 17 Feb 2008 21:45:16 GMT

Dear wolfie_thu,

I saw an interview with the Aruban investigator in the Natalee Holloway case on tv the other day. The investigator's name was Peter de Vries. It made me think of you, although I think you'd be disappointed with Peter's complete lack of effeminacy and sappho lips.

Love, belette

Cookin'

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 06:52:20 GMT

Monday was Bill's birthday, so I made him sauerbraten, German potato salad, and sweet & sour cabbage for his dinner, and crumb-topped apple pie for dessert. Everything came out delicious, except maybe the gingersnap gravy- I don't think I added enough gingersnaps, so it tasted a bit too much like the vinegary marinade, and not quite sweet and spicy enough. Nor did it come out a proper gravy consistency, more like a sauce. I was in a bit of a hurry to get dinner on the table because it was a work night and I still had to get ready, so I didn't do the obvious fix and crush up more gingersnaps. Bill liked it anyway.

It is almost chick season here in Pahrump. I think I will get myself a couple of little Rhode Island Red chicks, so that I will have eggs next winter. This winter, I had a long stretch of about one egg a day (all green, weird), and then a few weeks of no eggs at all. Now that the days are somewhat longer (and the weather is extra-mild) my brown egg layers have started up again, and I've collected at least one egg every day, and four on a couple of days. Now I have to get back in the habit of using eggs in my cooking.

Let's see... what else is going on? Bill and I spent a portion of today fixing cracks in the concrete pad for the garage. We mixed up some concrete patch stuff and poured in into the cracks, and leveled it of with putty knives. I like doing things like that.

Dumbledore is gay.

Sat, 20 Oct 2007 09:14:45 GMT

Well, at least there's that. I'm still wanting to go back in time and make Rowling write in a little more Remus/Sirius action. It would have been so easy!

Wheee!

Tue, 16 Oct 2007 17:41:10 GMT

Have just returned (well, yesterday at 2:00ish) from mid-sized road trip up to Florence, OR (home of my grandparents) with stopovers in Arcata, CA (school of my sister and current location of parental units). Finally put some miles on my wee car, which had previously been used mainly as a 'Sunday driver' due to my reluctance to leave it in the work parking lot, and because I almost never go anywhere except work, and sometimes the grocery store on the way home from work. I generally lead an exciting life. Anyway, pictures later of roadtrip.

Well, just over two weeks until Halloween and I have no costume. Well, I have loads of costumes, just not a new one to trot out specially, which is how I usually like to do Halloween. Current plans: Inara's red dress from 'The Train Job', which I think I can copy decently in two weeks, assuming I don't revert to my usual state of Extremely Lazy Ass. I am not expecting to be scheduled for work on Halloween, but one of our other dealers was hoping to hit an awesome Halloween party, and if he asks me to work for him, I probably will, otherwise I'll just be sitting in our house all night in costume in front of the computer. Most likely. We don't really get trick-or-treaters in this house, because it's tucked away back from the road, and most people don't realize there's a house hiding back there.

I am totally jealous of both Arcata and Florence right now, because both areas appear to be excellent garden-growing areas, whereas Pahrump is almost a complete bust on the garden front. Corn and beans will not grow here at all, according to every gardener I've spoken to since I've lived here, and my attempts at broccoli, squash, cucumbers, peas, thyme, and lettuce have all gone awry. I can get tomatoes to grow a little bit, and I have one surviving artichoke plant that will probably bear one artichoke in the spring. Basically, the only things that grow with any gusto are pomegranate trees and rosemary plants. Okay, and apricot trees.

W00t!

Sat, 22 Sep 2007 21:15:47 GMT

We had a huge rainstorm here yesterday. Well, huge for Pahrump, anyway. It rained for probably 24 hours straight, varying between a light drizzle and 'Hey, who's throwing water ballons!' There was some lightning and thunder, but the rain was the main attraction. This town isn't really built to handle rain like that, so there were a lot of minorly flooded roads and such, but I don't think we had any flash floods, or at least not any where people were likely to encounter them. My workplace certainly isn't built for rain like that- there were buckets out all over the place catching leaks from the roof, the door into the bowling alley leaked a big puddle into the building, and the outdoor employee area was pretty much entirely flooded out, thanks to the roof drain emptying that way. Normally, that wouldn't be a problem, since our 'rainstorms' usually just get a drizzle off of the roof, but yesterday, the drains were gushing like waterfalls. Highly entertaining.

Thus far, we are easing into an actual fall, which is not the norm either. Almost as soon as it hit September, the temperatures dropped and we started getting some overcast days. It's been really, really nice, especially after a summer with a record streak of days over 100. Well, in Vegas anyway. We might have snuck a couple of 99s in there.

Pie!

Sun, 10 Jun 2007 20:29:12 GMT

Yay, my apricot blossoms didn't freeze this year like they did last year, so I have a big fat treeful of delicious butt-shaped fruits!

I made lots of pie.

Nothing times nothing, carry the nothing...

Mon, 28 May 2007 21:42:46 GMT

Hey creepy people, I'm back for another "everything is okay, pretty much the same" post, which I will probably forget to check the comments on because I am totally out of the Livejournal habit. I'm trying to get back into it a little bit, because it's the way I'm most likely to actually keep up contacts with my long-distance friends (which pretty much all of my friends qualify for...), because I am an ass and I don't check my emails either.

Anyhoo, I've been catching up on a few friends' journals, and I need to bug pistolandlariat to add me. Everybody I've looked in on seems to be dcing pretty well- always a good thing. Heh, part of the reason I stopped reading livejournal is because everyone's lives seemed to be sucking around the last time I read my friends list, and it made me sad. I am an emotional weenie. And I have no concept of spannungsbog.. oooh! Potatoes au gratin!

(Sorry, I had to throw that in there for staticfoo.

I've been fantasizing about going to Dragon*Con again, although it would have to wait until 2008, I think, just so I could get everything in line with plenty of time to spare. Oh, and early sign-up rates. I would love to go with my brother and sister because they too are UberDorks and would enjoy D*C greatly, but I don't especially want to go without Bill, and I'm not sure I could convince him to go. Hehehe... he loves me, but I think the 'obsessive fangirl' side of my personality scares him a little bit, and Dragon*Con has that times a million.

Keeping busy, sorta.

Thu, 01 Mar 2007 22:40:17 GMT

Well, as usual, here I am posting about how I've been avoiding livejournal, blah blah blah. At least I've been doing other interesting stuff, namely sewing.

Work is work- the new owners haven't had a whole lot of impact on the pit, aside from firing the nerdy pit boss that I used to talk about South Park with. The two new bosses are not interested in that stuff at all, so I don't really converse with them much. Business has picked up again after a post-Christmas slump, so I haven't been standing around bored all the time, like I was for a while. And of course, more players mean more money, since it's a tip-based job.

Anyway, while not at work, I've mostly been cooking and sewing, because that's the kind of stuff I like to do, certainly not because Bill expects it of me. Hehehe, he used to do the cooking, but he was stuck on meat and potatoes, so I took over the cooking. On today's menu, meat loaf stuffed bell peppers and leek buttermilk mashed potatoes. Yeah, yeah, meat and potatoes, but I mix in a lot of pastas and vegetables on other days.

I make the meat loaf with ground beef, onion, grated carrot, an egg, cooked brown rice, cumin, and garlic powder, then I stuff it in the bell peppers and bake them for an hour. I make the mashed potatoes by baking little yellow potatoes until the skins are crispy, cooking a chopped leek in a little buttermilk until it's soft, then mashing it all up together, leaving the skins on the potatoes. (I ought to be posting this on domestigeeks, eh?)

As for sewing, I can't remember if I posted about the dress I made for Christmas or not, and I am too lazy to check my earlier posts, so I'll talk about it again. I made a floor-length, dark green, stretch velvet dress with a small, cream lace ruffle around the scoop neckline, and long bell sleeves lined with gold satin. The dress is semi-fitted, just like a stretchy top would be, but the velvet is quite heavy, so it's kind of half-fitted and half-draped. Once again on the laziness, there are pictures of the dress somewhere, but I'm not sure where they are in the family computer system (I think they're on my brother's computer, which does me a fat lot of good), and I am not getting around to taking more photos.

I just finished making a knee-length (well, slightly longer) full skirt in chicken print fabric. There is an attached cream-colored petticoat, and the chicken print is mostly in shades of brown, but there are some blues and greens and greys in the pattern as well, so I put a dark blue waistband on the skirt. I hemmed both the skirt and petticoat pretty much by hand, which must mean I've gained some patience in my old age, because I used to hate handstitching because it was so slow, but now I prefer for a lot of things because it feels more in control than sewing with the machine. At least for hems and zippers and whatnot (especially since I have no zipper foot for my sewing machine).

In progress, I have a green floral print dress with a full skirt and fitted bodice for my sister, which has been in the works for at least six months while I keep getting distracted by other things. I'm also making her another prom dress, this time in cream satin completely overlaid with black lace. It has a corset-style bodice and a separate full skirt, because that's the sort of thing my sister likes. Last year, I made her almost the same thing in lime green satin, only the skirt and bodice were connected. This year, she'll have mix-and-match pieces for later wear, since black and white (or off-white) go with lots of other things. Also also in progress, a knee-length, burgundy, crinkle satin skirt. I put a self waistband on it, and it doesn't look right, so I'm thinking of replacing it with a black grosgrain waistband, probably faced in satin because grosgrain is not all that comfortable next to the skin, and I have several untucked tops that would go with said skirt.

I'm thinking about rounding up the dresses and whatnot I've made for myself and my sister and my mom, and getting my sister to help me take a bunch of pictures. I already have a bunch of pictures on Bill's camera that still need to be transferred over to postable format, but I just keep on cooking and sewing and working (and molesting Bill, ha!) instead of keeping in touch with all of my livejournal buddies. Sorry, all. I am a not-very-social weiner.

Subconscious patriotism, or somethin'

Wed, 25 Oct 2006 21:03:16 GMT

I did early voting today, and I didn't realize until I was standing in line for the vote that I had dressed myself in red, white and blue.

Trust me, you don't care.

Wed, 25 Oct 2006 01:37:02 GMT

I am all dressed up for no good reason today. I'm wearing a tan turtleneck sweater, a brown, tan, and blue plaid skirt, shiny brown stockings, and pointy, heeled shoes. And I will probably not be going anywhere fancier than Walmart, if I leave the house at all. So far, the furthest I've been is the chicken coop.

Speaking of the chicken coop, my chickens are finally growing feathers back over their bald spots, yay! They're not done yet, but I think they will look almost like normal chickens in a couple of weeks.

It's not two months worth, but whatever.

Fri, 29 Sep 2006 04:40:20 GMT

I guess I ought to update this damned thing once in a while, eh?

Erm... Let's see, the people/corporation that owns the casino I work for have sold it to a different corporation. The takeover is not scheduled until November, but I did have to turn in an application this week. Filling out applications is one of the many nemeses of Procrastination Queen, but I did triumph, eventually, except I forgot to fill out the bit about what sort of salary I expect. I meant to put in $7.50 an hour or something, which is still pretty low in the grand scheme of hourly wages, and thus seemed pretty reasonable. My supervisor suggested $6.50, which, as I understand it, is still too low for someone who deals every game in the house. Perhaps I should have skipped a dollar value altogether and just written in 'astronomical'. Heh. Oh well, opportunity lost. 'Incompetent Airhead/Asshat' title retained.

I did make sure to mention that one of my marketable skills (besides dealing craps and cards) is the proper use of spelling, grammar, and punctuation. Most of the time. I do make mistakes occasionally, and I do tend to throw rules out the window in favor of style, which I generally advocate only for people who have enough talent to get away with it, which I really don't, as far as writing goes. I'm also a big fan of run-on sentences, despite all of the warnings of my grade school English teachers. Then again, for Pahrump, I'm in the 99th percentile, so even with the flaws, my grammar is a marketable skill.

I also overuse commas. Commas are my little sentence-running buddies.

In other news, or lack thereof, I'm still delightedly married to El Bill, and continue to sicken Nugget patrons and people around town with public displays of affection, including but not limited to hugs, kisses, butt-squeezing, butt-smacking, back rubs, and the occasional package grope. Yep, I have no shame.

I attempted to sew a sundress sort of thing for my sister, but ran into a snag while attempting to install an invisible zipper with my regular flat foot. My machine is from a garage sale, and included a regular foot and a buttonhole foot, so now I have to order a zipper foot. Once again, I'm not tackling the ordering process in a timely fashion, so her dress sits half-finished on my sewing table while my sister keeps asking, "When are you going to finish my dress? I want to wear it!" I am a bad sister.

My chickens are sloooooowly growing their feathers back. My overly inquisitive Rhode Island Red, Mrs. Kravitz, has most of her back feathers back, but nothing but ragged little shafts on her tail. My other Red, Ghanima, has a nice long tail, but doesn't seem to be growing anything at all on her naked back. My Barred Rocks are sprouting little feathers around the edges of their bare spots, but not making significant progress. My Aracaunas are nearly done growing their feathers back, but they weren't missing that many in the first place. I was afraid that my Buff Orpington, Lemon Chicken, was having her feathers pecked off, but (as I should have guess from all of the lemony fluff in the chicken house) she was actually just molting, and her new feathers are coming in strong.

Fri, 11 Aug 2006 08:04:43 GMT

I'm still here, really!

I continue to read my friends list regularly, but seriously, I have nothing interesting to say, except that through a combination of procrastination and retardedness, I blew my chance to pester the awesome gmonkey42 while she was within pestering distance. Poop.

Otherwise, work continues as before, i.e. slow and packed with annoying people, but none so spectacularly obnoxious as to merit an update. Just nagging kinds of things. Home life continues as before, i.e. chickens, pie-baking, and lots of Billsnuggling. Nasty-ass in-laws are out of town for an unspecified amount of time, so aside from Bill having to maintain their place during their absence, they aren't bothering me currently.

Thu, 13 Jul 2006 08:09:58 GMT

Please forgive absence from livejournal. Am addicted mightily to Kingdom of Loathing. Is hilariously fun. senor_macleod needs to play for one very specific joke.