Donkey semen is off the Fear Factor menu.
Donkey semen is off the Fear Factor menu.
(Source: beccaannabell)
I just bought some kind of table/entertainment center type thing from HomeGoods.
It didn’t lay flat in my trunk by like, 1/8 inch, therefore the trunk didn’t shut.
I had no string/twine (why would I?!) so I unclipped the long, removable strap from my purse, hooked it onto the trunk and anchored it underneath my car somewhere.
Voila!
Fuckin’ purses, man!
Here at my place of employment, there is a system for keeping the kitchen clean. It’s called Kitchen Duty.
For 1 week a year (which I realize isn’t that much) every employee is assigned to Kitchen Duty. It’s your job to run, empty and even load the dishwasher, if dishes have accumulated in the sink while it was running. Aside from the serious issues I have with touching other people’s crusty, soaking, slimy, grimy dishes they leave in the sink to be loaded into the dishwasher, you are also required to restock the coffee bar (which I don’t use), clean the counters (which I don’t touch), and clean out the splattery microwaves (which I don’t use).
I couldn’t work from home today because this is my week.
So I’m curious…what is the kitchen/dish policy at your job?

Arctic Tundra
i.e. Where I work, based on the temperature in here.
Beamer wanted a hot shower to wake him up.
Fantastic restaurant in Middleburg, VA. The Fox’s Den Tavern. (Taken with instagram)
Wine bar stocked!

Ey oh.
In case anyone else needs to stock their empty wine rack…
Harris Teeter is having a 20% case sale as well.
(This one caught my eye because of the Santa Margherita—great deal!)
And I mean anything.
Will try some of these suggestions!
Gracias.
May 12 - Pittsburgh
September 8 - New Orleans (YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
September 21 - Flip-Flip-Flipadelphia
October 13 - Joisey
Pretty excited about the upcoming travels!
In the winter I get pretty severe nose issues.
I won’t make you read this unless you want to and think you can help me, because it’s definitely TMI. If you want to continue:
Busta Rhymes.
The man responsible for everyone knowing how to pronounce Courvoisier.
Oh.