Viva la revolution!
So say we all! 
Scooby likes what he sees:
Me and the g/f are taking a day trip to Baltimore on Saturday. We’re going to get brunch, go to the aquarium, and (reason for trip) go shopping here. Yay!
She really shouldn’t walk around like that while the kids are watching toons.
I miss you guys too! I’ve such a bad conscience about my on-going non-involvement in forum affairs, I know that I’ve been saying hey, after this week’s over, I’ll have more time and then again and again, the following week turned out to be worse than what had come before.
And now that I’m being transferred in a week and a half, I have to go select a kitchen. The whole story: A colleague and friend of mine is being transferred to a school pretty close to my new school and we’re moving in together for the time being. Our new apartment is really really cool, it’s in a small village 50 kilometers east of Munich and in the old, newly renovated town hall, the building must be like 200 hundred years old or so, I might get around to posting pictures some time. Anyway, the apartment is so newly renovated that it’s lacking a kitchen. The landlord is willing to cough up the money for one, but it’s up to us to select and order it. And I’m in over my head with this, I’m totally inexperienced in these matters and I never would have thought that I’d select my first kitchen with a guy…
But there’s also good news. The troubled young lady I told you about in the bitch and moan thread, I feel like we’re making some real progress towards some healing. And that’s just awesome. The bad news is that some end-of-semester faculty meetings are dooming over my head… and once you sit down there, time just seems to freeze… they’re endless…
Frankly, Scoobie looks scared…
Zoiks!
Mmmmmmm ScoobySnack?
I’ll be busy that day, or I’d meet up with you all. Hamden’s a nice little neighborhood. You’ll probably want to check out Atomic Books as well.
Teaching will eat up your life like that, GR. It’s the reason I quit secondary school teaching after only a year. I just did not have the energy nor the passion to devote so much time to it. My hat’s off to you (and all of the other secondary school teachers here, there and everywhere)!
Note the subtext to this ad:
If women become vegetarians, they no longer need men to satisfy them. 
Please. If I my broccoli looked like that, I wouldn’t need a girlfriend, either. But, in real life, we all know broccolis don’t look like that. I hate how the media fills our minds with unrealistic images of broccolis. These impossible body images are driving the nation’s young impressionable vegetables into eating disorder. Shameful.
Not to mention that if that broccoli was life-sized, it would be over seven feet tall and have florets the size of softballs. Shameful.
Your broccoli isn’t that big? I thought everyone’s was…
Showoff.
Besides, it’s not the size of the stalk that counts. It’s the motion of the steamer basket.
Well, the key is freshness. You want the stalk to be crisp and hard, not mushy and floppy. :eek:
Either way, once you go brocc, you never go Bach. 
yes, I know it’s horrible. but at least it rhymes. 
“Brocc” does not rhyme with “Bach.” Just sayin’.
Now, what’s with the trisexual porn? :rolleyes:
“Trisexual”? Meaning, “bi”-sexual plus one more? That extra one being vegetable?
We have no proof that those women in the video like having sex with either men or women. They might be in a monogamous relationship, only with vegetable. So, if anything, they might be monosexual.
This is all getting very complicated… I’ve got a headache now.
Well, sure, if you pronounce “Bach” correctly, with a velar fricative instead of a plosive. But how many people actually do that?
Don’t be impressed by my linguistic acumen. I totally looked that up.
Now, what’s with the trisexual porn? :rolleyes:
Some people will try anything once.