it's practically community service (aka - ousting the current mayor) )

Cost Plus World Market is selling meyer lemon pancake mix. I love it, but I don't need to eat five pancakes every day. Really.

My dad keeps e-mailing me crime statistics for the state I live it. This drives me insane. I suspect it is his not-so-subtle hint that I should move back home.

After two full weeks of delicious produce from Los Poblanos farm, Jason is on board with continuing the weekly boxes of organic fruits and veggies. This week brought some chard and beets in the box. I've never used either of them before, but chard isn't terribly intimidating. I'm going to throw it in a ragout with some white beans and potatoes. The beets are another story. I don't know what to do with them, really. I found a recipe for beet chips that involves frying some sliced beets, but I'd really rather avoid the pot of oil if at all possible. Any ideas from those of you more familiar with beets? I also received apples, oranges, kiwis, potatoes, cherry tomatoes, several pounds of zucchini, and spring greens.

Jason's sister called me in a near panic attack, asking if I knew how to get rid of mice without killing them. Apparently, there are mice living in the backyard, and her cat is having a good time with them. I suggested a humane trap, though I don't know how effective they are. She wants to take them to a place where they will have a good home. I doubt the mouse will really care as long as there is plenty of food to eat. She also is searching for a way to prevent them from coming back. She swears no food items were left in the yard or on the porch. And she hates the smell of moth balls. Anyone know of a way to scare the mice away without harming them or offending her nose with stinky moth balls?

I think this is one of the cutest songs ever.

anogete: (jet)
( Mar. 24th, 2009 11:27 pm)
Jason just asked if he could borrow a few of my CDs. I asked him which ones he wanted so I could find them, and he said, "Some of your soul or R&B CDs." I gave him a quizzical look, but I told him to give me a couple minutes to find something. He clarified by saying, "Something older, like from the 60's. You know--dirty, rough, sexy."


I know no one who shares my passion for soul/R&B, so when someone expresses an interest, I go all crazy!fangirl and over-share. I tried to play it cool because I'm suspicious of his motives. A couple days ago, he mentioned something about thinking R&B music was solely about treating the ladies good. It didn't help that I had a song on called 'Treat U Good'. Plus, R&B music is so far from what his ear typically enjoys. He loves death metal, hardcore punk, avant garde rock, progressive rock, etc.

I gave him Otis Redding, Johnny Jenkins, and Percy Sledge. He came back in here and said, "What about Teddy Pendergrass? Do you have him?" Do I have him? Fuck yes, I have him. But he's not what you're looking for. He's smooth and 70's. Jason didn't care--said he wanted some Teddy anyway. Something weird is afoot. How the hell does Jason even know who Teddy Pendergrass is? I'm sure I've mentioned something along the lines of 'they don't make them like that anymore' in regards to Teddy, but I didn't think Jason was actually listening.


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