Dusty Chalk

I still doubt he's going to spend any time thinking about it.

Quite possibly my favorite song ever (it's between that and "Shine On You Crazy Diamond", depending on whether or not I'm in the mood for the haunting pt. 3 of "Echoes").

You'd be able to say, "I slept during an Opeth concert" -- which, I suspect, very few people would be able to say. And it's not like you'd be able to explain it. Colin: "Sorry, I just flew in from Prague." Heckler: "What? What does flying have to do with prog?"

And yet still, proving my point.

Do you get bored of drinking water? And yet, still you do.

I did. Might be going to that at ...I forget...Rams Head Live?

mixed with from the fountain.

What if it's 60 minutes/day?

Well, if it was during the early fraction of a second immediately after the big bang...laws of physics be damned! Although my theory is that they haven't got the math quite sussed yet.

The other thing you might want to do while deciding is to see which is more accurate.

There's a godzilla in that...OMG! Look! Look out! There's a giant radioactive monster behind you! Wait -- he's green, why is he green? Is it spring? Is he not radioactive yet? Is it just some really fancy landscaping? Whut?

...since you do, you can answer a question for the rest of us -- why are they doing that? Didn't anyone ever tell you not to look a gif whore in the mouth? :rimshot:

(squints) Sounds like you got a bad bottle. A really bad bottle. (squints again) (thinks) (decides to leave it alone)

(nods agreeingly)

Probably a good idea.

(likes this whole 'al dente cans pasta is the best pasta' concept)

Happy Birthday!

Had some Merlot last night -- no, I did not accidentally get the wrong wine, it was Angeline from Russian River area, and had a cool purple and black label. Meh, not bad -- I'd drink it again.

I can't think of a single Allagash that I haven't liked. On deck for next weekend: Four.

I need to do that. I gave back the NOS reams of paper that I had been using, and want to do it correctly this time.

cat food, litter, T-shirt...the usual.

Envious of Wayne's beard -- mine never comes in that thick, ends up looking like pubic hair. And a belated congrats to Ian!

Sounds good -- is it? Me, last night: Allagash Curieux -- OMG good. Golden Malt-taintops.