i was taught at a young age to always wash my chicken (no, not a euphemism 🙂 but now concrete data says to stop immediately.
There’s a Morning-After HIV Pill That Many People Don’t Know About.
An elderly Wisconsin shop owner drove off a knife-wielding would-be thief this week when she refused to hand over cash and instead offered him Tootsie rolls.
My new knife. Old one got lost.
A huge thanks goes out to Jeff Coleman for helping me with this MP3 file and hosting it on his server for everyone to hear.
At around 50 minutes-30 seconds, Brian gets a nice mention among national and local news. Very groovy of them to do that for him and the world.
We've tried various counter wipes and have settled on the Clorox ones. They're perfect. No lint residue, anti-bacterial, etc. (we have black counters and black washer/dryer). Then I saw this at the store and thought I'd give it a try. Huge mistake…it didn't clean the surface, but rather made it dirtier. It smeared the dirt around more than wipe it up and left behind a TON of lint from the wipe. Do *not* buy this product.
I watched Steve Martin on The Colbert Report the other day, as Steve promoted his second “bluegrass” album. They performed on Colbert’s show and the song was pretty good…but nothing that grabbed my attention enough to run to Amazon and buy the CD.
However, I just watched Steve Martin on David Letterman. Steve told Dave a story about emailing Paul McCartney asking him to sing a song on his new album and Paul agreed (as did the Dixie Chicks). That caught my attention a little more, but it wasn’t until Steve Martin and the Steep Canyon Rangers (from NC) sang an A capella song “Atheists Don’t Have No Songs” that made me finally go and buy the album. It gets here in a few days and I’ll give my opinion on the rest after I get a chance to hear the whole thing.
I couldn’t stop staring at the checkout guy’s wildly protruding nose hair. I fantasized that it was evil and that each strand attacked me. Then I thought that was trite. I mean, of course it would attack you. So I took a different point of view and fantasized that a bunch of kids fell into the water and each strand was able reach out and save all the children’s lives. I wanted to see what happened next, but the words “Is plastic ok?” knocked me out of my daydream.