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January 13th, 2005

10:32 am - You can cry tough baby, it's alright. You can let me down easy, but not tonight.
How does he do it? (another Jan anecdote)Collapse )
Book clubsCollapse )
Hoppie is excited by the possibility of a month without travel.
I made bourbon, chocolate, pecan walnut tarts (in celebration (however belatedly) of my birthday.
Tomorrow is Lanna's last day, and I'll be missing it.
You don't have to watch Dynasty to have an attitude (meme)Collapse )
Current Music: They Might Be Giants "Lucky Ball and Chain"

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10:49 am - The queen of tarts
And I have to share this story:
Solies: I see from your blog that the tart that I just consumed is composed entirely of bourbon.
Emma: Not entirely of bourbon. It's mostly chocolate. Also some nuts. And gobs of sugar and butter.
Solies: Will I be okay to drive home after work?
Emma: Oh, no, I don't think so. You'd better stay here for a couple of days until the bourbon works it's way out of your system.
Solies: (glares) I'm not a big drinker, you know. How much alcohol did you shove into me all unbeknownst to me?
Emma: You could pass a breathalizer test right now.
Solies: Really? It tasted very alcoholy.
Emma: I used 1/2 a cup of bourbon spread across 12 tarts and an approximately 9" pan. That's about 4 shots, of which you...
Solies pulls up a chair and calls Blinky
Solies: (To Blinky) You'll want to see this. Emma is attempting to do math.
Blinky: (heard through the phone) SQUEEEEEEE!
Emma: Now if you assume 16 pieces in the pie, and you subtract the amount I spilled when I was filling the tarts...
Solies: Can we just take it as given that I've had a fraction of a shot?
Emma: Yes, please.
Solies: No more math for you.
Emma: Math is hard.
Blinky: But funny!
Solies: Differential equations.
Takis: Hootie hoo!
All laugh
Current Mood: amusedamused

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02:10 pm - Queen of Tarts: Part II
Since I know you'll be missing me this weekend, I'm going to post QoT II and III today. If you want to ration them until I get back, feel free.
(Solies is skipping around the office and dancing.)
Me: You didn't really have enough bourbon to get you drunk, you know. You're in complete control and you're choosing to do this.
Solies: That's silly! Why would I choose to moon half the office. Hey! What happened to my login?
Disembodied voice: I'll teach you to moon your system administrator!
Solies: But I already know how to do that!
Me: And that's exactly what happened.
Solies: I'm never touching your bourbon pie again.
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished

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02:12 pm - Queen of Tarts: Part III (ISO 9000 compliance)
(A crowd is gathered around the bourbon pie)
Crowd: Ooooh. Ahhhhhh.
Manimala: What are those?
Jan: Pecans.
Boris: Definitely pecans.
Me: Walnuts.
The crowd glares.
Me: What? I was out of pecans!
Boris: I don't think they are really walnuts. Are you sure?
Me: They came out of a big bag labled "Walnuts," I gotta think they might have noticed.
Boris: Ah. As long as it was clearly lableled.

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03:25 pm - Queen of Tarts: IV
Me: The locusts have nearly completed the conquest of the bourbon pie.
Solies: You call your coworkers locusts?
Me: Yes.
Solies: Well, that's fair.
Me: Skreech what are you doing in my office.
Screech: SCREECH!
Me: Have you been typing on my keyboard the whole time I was in that meeting?
Screech: SCREECH!
Me: I don't care if he doesn't give you enough screen time with his one post a day policy, this is my blog. Solies! Fetch your monkey!
Solies takes the skreeching monkey away
Me: (calling after him.) And I'm not paying you for these posts, either!
Solies: SCREECH!
Me: No, I won't pay royalties for use of your characters either!
Blinky: Moo mow 'im or taglines.
Me: Well, that's fair.
Solies: 5 cents, please.
Current Mood: amusedamused

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