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One of my favorite things in the whole wide world. :drool. Blue cheese is a no-no during pregnancy, and I had a hard time with that. I told Brian that, when the kid was born, I wanted a giant wheel of Maytag blue cheese and a bottle of Rosenblum Zinfandel waiting in my hospital room. Pure food bliss! I make pimento cheese that would make you cry, it's so good. I love cheese. Big shock, I know. About the only kind I'm not a fan of is goat cheeses, but I'm working on that. I didn't like brie for years after having some really bad baked brie at a party that smelled like, well, a certain bo

...because they always die! "Marley and Me" literally gave me panic attacks in the last chapters. I couldn't finish it.

I think I should get an automatic in into the Intermediate Dance with Meat class.

"Everyone Poops" is good, but it's completely blown away by the sequel. It's a much more nuanced story, with a riper plot.

Get out there and try them! Geez. There's nothing quite as lovely as having a cup of coffee in the same room where the beans were roasted. Unless they're burning a batch of beans. Then nothing is quite so vomit-inducing. You know what's really bad? Being hung over in a neighborhood with a Folger's factory on a day when they've burned a batch.

Congratulations! Wishing you a beautiful day to start a beautiful life together. Cheers!

Own up. Or perhaps you could take your own advice and move on, too. You obviously missed some of the discussions between security and fans around the same time. As for the recording, can't say I care. You're mighty quick with the assumptions for someone preaching compassion. I was more concerned about the fact that someone was rude enough to interrupt the concert for others.

No, this isn't about a couple of brushes to the arm. This is about a level of obnoxious shrieking that was bad enough to cause the band to stop the show and issue a warning. Bumping into people is one thing that's to be expected at a sold-out show, and I don't recall anyone in this thread complaining about such contact. I was sitting by the sound board, and my complaint (along with that of the sound guys) was 100% with the shrieking. Perhaps what a lot of people who were at the Friday show would like is some compassion regarding the fact that they had their show experience interrupted by

I think the highlighted portion could have been assumed. Just goes to show you - with beer anything's possible!

What the fuck? We follow your name changes. Read you novel. Take your abuse. And this is how you thank us - by going off and bettering your life with fancy "book-learnin'" while sucking a good chunk of fun out of VC? Well. I hope it goes wonderfully. You'll be missed.

Here's to being able to go to a bar next time you're stateside without fear of deportation! Hope you have a wonderful day, Jamie!

You know I'm in!

I'm starting this today. I finished "Knockemstiff" last night. While I took issue with some of the subject matter (which is just my own wussiness at work), it was otherwise excellent. Really strong writing. While it was violent and gruesome, it wasn't gratuitous. But the writing ... at times if felt a little bit like an after-school special, but most of the time it was honestly gut-wrenching. I watched the film version of "Little Children" over the weekend. It was pretty good, although I thought all of the humor was sucked out of it. Some of the more interesting subplots were cut, like Ri

I hope it's a great one, Kevin! :dancing

Yep, which is why I don't understand why concerts should be exempt from reasonably courteous behavior. When one is making such a loud, persistent noise that the band has to stop playing to ask the noise-maker to stop, that's not reasonably courteous behavior. I'm all for singing, dancing, cheering. Did plenty of it myself all three nights. What I didn't do was disrupt the show for everyone. I only know of one person who did that during the course of the three nights. I do give you credit for apologizing to the band.

Was it in your ear? Did it hurt?

Oh, I hated the ending in general. It was just that last line that I loved. A few pages before it ended, I had that thought that it was going to be one of those endings where the author just stops writing, and I generally hate those. This was one of the only times where I've seen that happen and the writer stopped at just the right line. The lead-up to it was pretty sloppy, though. My friend Kristina (Lady Lemon on Interference) got her BA in English from Bowling Green with a minor in pop culture. I would have loved to have taken the classes she was in. Both programs looked very interesti

I'm going to miss all the fun this year. Damn shame, because the line-up's good and Twangfest is always a good time.

We were sitting to the right of the tapers on Friday night. Must have just missed each other.

Too bad I started a new book last night or I'd hurry up and crash your book club. This looks good. Tell me again why you're not teaching at Bowling Green State University in Ohio, where they have English and American Popular Culture departments? I've professed my adoration of this book and Sheffield's writing before, but let me do it again. Love him! I'm reading Pollack's writing is immaculate and wonderful to read, but I'm having a lot of trouble with some of the subject matter. Ever since I birthed that kid, I've had a really difficult time reading or watching anything viol

If the tooth is white, it's alright. If it's black, it's out of whack. Good luck!

My husband and I bought a print pretty early in the day on Thursday. We were shrieking about the design. And yep, there was one other person in there. Sounds like we were probably there at the same time. Wish I had known! I'd wondered where you were in the crowd.

I don't have any advice, but I can say that my mom has had these injections and they've really helped her. She usually feels a little wonky the day she gets it, but after that she's lots better.

I was presenting you with a challenge. ...because he is The Nicest Human Being in All the Land.

Both stitched samplers will be hung above my toilet. Maggie, did you get the rocket ship shirt for any of your girls? They didn't have them at the merchandise stand on Thursday, but I nabbed one on Saturday. Clara Jane's just about worn out her ice cream cone shirt.