when in doubt, quote from the west wing
Stolen shamelessly from kaydeefalls: When you see this, quote Leo McGarry.
There's two things in the world you never want to let people see how you make 'em: laws and sausages.
I'm trying to gradually incept miznarrator with the idea that she should watch The West Wing with me, despite her complete lack of interest in a show themed on American politics. Understandable, really, as Canadians are expected to just ~know American history and current affairs, but Americans never get the same pressure about Canadiana. But... Josh Lyman! CJ Cregg! Leo! *makes heart-hands*
In other news, anyone who follows my mostly-coherent Tweet ramblings already knows this, but last night at 2:30 in the morning something loudly and dramatically exploded in my kitchen, and I had to leap to the rescue and save us from what was rapidly becoming a very scary-looking housefire. This is not the exciting evening of fun you were looking for, let me tell you. I was properly shaken up, couldn't sleep until almost 5 this morning for fear that something ELSE would randomly burst into flames, because frankly, it had already happened once!
At first glance the heater appeared to have been the cause of the combustion, but the lovely electrician my landlord sent around today has done some CSI work and thinks it may well have been something near the heater that went kaboom. I don't care, I'm never putting ANYTHING near the heater ever again; even disregarding whatever-the-hell blew up, there were way too many flammable things on the kitchen table that have now been reduced to an attractive pile of charcoal, and could easily have fed the fire's growth into something truly disastrous.
And, as if to mock my charred, ruinous kitchen (un-heated again, just in case the fire hurt the damn heater by proximity), it has been raining all day.
...I don't know about anyone else, but I'm quite looking forward to the end of 2010. We have had some good times, 2010 and I, but I'm beginning to feel that we're right at the last-act plot twist moment where 2010 reveals that it's been the murderer all along and proceeds to chase me down with a chainsaw.
There's two things in the world you never want to let people see how you make 'em: laws and sausages.
I'm trying to gradually incept miznarrator with the idea that she should watch The West Wing with me, despite her complete lack of interest in a show themed on American politics. Understandable, really, as Canadians are expected to just ~know American history and current affairs, but Americans never get the same pressure about Canadiana. But... Josh Lyman! CJ Cregg! Leo! *makes heart-hands*
In other news, anyone who follows my mostly-coherent Tweet ramblings already knows this, but last night at 2:30 in the morning something loudly and dramatically exploded in my kitchen, and I had to leap to the rescue and save us from what was rapidly becoming a very scary-looking housefire. This is not the exciting evening of fun you were looking for, let me tell you. I was properly shaken up, couldn't sleep until almost 5 this morning for fear that something ELSE would randomly burst into flames, because frankly, it had already happened once!
At first glance the heater appeared to have been the cause of the combustion, but the lovely electrician my landlord sent around today has done some CSI work and thinks it may well have been something near the heater that went kaboom. I don't care, I'm never putting ANYTHING near the heater ever again; even disregarding whatever-the-hell blew up, there were way too many flammable things on the kitchen table that have now been reduced to an attractive pile of charcoal, and could easily have fed the fire's growth into something truly disastrous.
And, as if to mock my charred, ruinous kitchen (un-heated again, just in case the fire hurt the damn heater by proximity), it has been raining all day.
...I don't know about anyone else, but I'm quite looking forward to the end of 2010. We have had some good times, 2010 and I, but I'm beginning to feel that we're right at the last-act plot twist moment where 2010 reveals that it's been the murderer all along and proceeds to chase me down with a chainsaw.