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Interestingly enough, I am not a huge fan of blondes. I prefer dark hair. Except when it comes to redheads. That is something the drives me crazy, in men and (just sometimes) women.What about someone who is part German and Irish?How did I miss all of this? :)
Honestly, I am more of a German kind of guy. Or, Irish.
*sheds tears*
cries for TotP, he he
There are always exceptions to the rule. ;)
There are always exceptions to the rule. ;)Interestingly enough, I am not a huge fan of blondes. I prefer dark hair. Except when it comes to redheads. That is something the drives me crazy, in men and (just sometimes) women.What about someone who is part German and Irish?How did I miss all of this? :)
Honestly, I am more of a German kind of guy. Or, Irish.
*sheds tears*
cries for TotP, he he
Awww...
*hugs*
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I respect our differences. Even if your choice is wrong. :)Resist. It's the same argument about grits here in the south. Trust me--not everyone eats grits. I'm sure it's the same across the pond.But I like grits. And so do my daughters.LOL.
Grits = eating a pack of Kleenex
And you show me that angels are NOT wise. Grits will save the world some day.
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And you show me that angels are NOT wise. Grits will save the world some day.I respect our differences. Even if your choice is wrong. :)Resist. It's the same argument about grits here in the south. Trust me--not everyone eats grits. I'm sure it's the same across the pond.But I like grits. And so do my daughters.LOL.
Grits = eating a pack of Kleenex
Kleenex-like grits have not been properly prepared.
LET THERE BE GRITS!
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And you show me that angels are NOT wise. Grits will save the world some day.I respect our differences. Even if your choice is wrong. :)Resist. It's the same argument about grits here in the south. Trust me--not everyone eats grits. I'm sure it's the same across the pond.But I like grits. And so do my daughters.LOL.
Grits = eating a pack of Kleenex
Kleenex-like grits have not been properly prepared.
LET THERE BE GRITS!
DAHUM SKEEPY!!
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DAHUM SKEEPY!!And you show me that angels are NOT wise. Grits will save the world some day.I respect our differences. Even if your choice is wrong. :)Resist. It's the same argument about grits here in the south. Trust me--not everyone eats grits. I'm sure it's the same across the pond.But I like grits. And so do my daughters.LOL.
Grits = eating a pack of Kleenex
Kleenex-like grits have not been properly prepared.
LET THERE BE GRITS!
Oooh, wait! How 'bout grits'n'SPAM! Them's good eats, right there!
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Oooh, wait! How 'bout grits'n'SPAM! Them's good eats, right there!DAHUM SKEEPY!!And you show me that angels are NOT wise. Grits will save the world some day.I respect our differences. Even if your choice is wrong. :)Resist. It's the same argument about grits here in the south. Trust me--not everyone eats grits. I'm sure it's the same across the pond.But I like grits. And so do my daughters.LOL.
Grits = eating a pack of Kleenex
Kleenex-like grits have not been properly prepared.
LET THERE BE GRITS!
Sadly, I agree. Spam is nasty s*%*, but fried and served in some grits, it kicks ass!
Damn Paris, we shoulda hung out more at the con, gone out to dinner.... not that we coulda found grits up there. :)
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Oooh, wait! How 'bout grits'n'SPAM! Them's good eats, right there!DAHUM SKEEPY!!And you show me that angels are NOT wise. Grits will save the world some day.I respect our differences. Even if your choice is wrong. :)Resist. It's the same argument about grits here in the south. Trust me--not everyone eats grits. I'm sure it's the same across the pond.But I like grits. And so do my daughters.LOL.
Grits = eating a pack of Kleenex
Kleenex-like grits have not been properly prepared.
LET THERE BE GRITS!
Sadly, I agree. Spam is nasty s~!&, but fried and served in some grits, it kicks ass!
Damn Paris, we shoulda hung out more at the con, gone out to dinner.... not that we coulda found grits up there. :)
Oh, yeah...I won't eat SPAM "raw"...not that there's such a thing, but you know what I mean. But sliced thin and fried? Yeah...I was raised in Virginia...I do have a Southern side.
We will definitely hang out more next year. PaizoCon was a new experience for me this year. I'll be able to plan better next time.
kicking tee
By the way...folks who have a hard time with grits must also dislike polenta. It's practically the same thing.I've never heard of polenta. But I just figure folks who dislike grits are not quite right in the head.
I'm a Yankee, and I LOVES me some grits! And chicken and dumplings, pit barbeque, chicken-fried steak, sausagegravy and biscuits, etc. etc. Blame the Army, it opened up my food horizons.
Elton Brown has a good show on polenta vs. grits:
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I'm a big Alton Brown fan. One of the few celebrities I'd actually be interested in meeting in real life. I don't think I've seen his grits episode, though.
We like the Food Network a lotin my family. My daughters call Paula Deen "Aunt Paula" for some reason. Of course, they pronounce it, "Ant Paw-la". ;-)
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I guarantee.My nephew has just started on tis fascination - no one is sure why. My wife loves the Food Network in general, and Paula Deen in particular - even met her at a book signing once.
As for me, my hero in the kitchen is already years dead - Justin Wilson.
My brother actually got to meet him and eat some of his cooking. Said he was a real nice guy.
I think many of us are swapping back and forth between parties.
Thats what she said!!!
Time to go run errands and stuff: comic book store, lunch, Gentile's Market for some honey, and maybe one or two other specialty stores the wife wants to visit.
that´s it let´s move to new york city
and we won´t even say good bye we´llfind a place where we can start a fight
and feel good to be alive
and so we´ll drive across the country
on this endlséss holiday you take the
short cut and i´ll watch life pass i can´t
remember who dove last
errands why don´t you think they´d understand
errands why don´t you think for the next tweak
it´s gonna be the last mistake you make
and it´s going to devastate all of them
we´re on our way oh no we´re on
our way to run more errands travelers
without a plan and i´ve been awake
for way to long i can´t remember who i am
errands why don´t you think they´d understand
errands why don´t you think for the next tweak
it´s going to be the your legacy
and it´s going to devastate all of them
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Yeah...if you are not interested in men it could be difficult. However, you could always close your eyes and imagine something else.Not sure I could. o_0I am not sure Treppa will let you peg him at all. :)Kielbasa? Really? Never would've pegged you for that.I prefer Polish myself. :DApparently we are going with Asian. ;)
No all you can eat mexican bar? :(
MMMM...Polish sausage.
Ummmm...never mind. :D
Nah, I'm good... thanks though.
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You called my dads family is German, and my moms is Irish.What about someone who is part German and Irish?How did I miss all of this? :)
Honestly, I am more of a German kind of guy. Or, Irish.
My fathers side is German/Irish/Blackfoot
My Mothers is Cajun/CherokeeI get Mardi Gras, Octoberfest and St. Patrick's day.
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I'm Dutch, isn't that weird?
No seriously, I'm Dutch and Irish on my mom's side. I'm French, English, and Cherokee on my dad's side.
Strangely, I don't have my father's last name. When I was born the conditions weren't met for me to acquire my father's last name and I became a Correll as a result. My father's last name was Talbot, so that is what I could've been.
You can get them with brainssssssssssssss you know...It's one of those sad things that makes me not normal. Somtimes - late at night - it makes me cry.I'm from the south, and I hate grits with a passion.Poser :P
I see I'm not the only one who's heard about Quaker's secret plan to use genetically modified, sentient grit oozes to achieve global domination. Soon we will bown down to our new breakfasty overlords....
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I see I'm not the only one who's heard about Quaker's secret plan to use genetically modified, sentient grit oozes to achieve global domination. Soon we will bown down to our new breakfasty overlords....You can get them with brainssssssssssssss you know...It's one of those sad things that makes me not normal. Somtimes - late at night - it makes me cry.I'm from the south, and I hate grits with a passion.Poser :P
Hold the milk, put back the sugar
They are powerless to consoleWe've gathered here to sprinkle ashes
From our late friend's cereal bowl
Breakfast clubbers, say the motto
That he taught us to repeat
"You will lose it in your gym class
If you wait until noon to eat"
Back when the Chess Club said our eggs were soft
Every Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft
Oh, none of us knew his checkout time would come so soon
But before his brain stopped waving, he composed this tune
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has churned<--(This should be TURNED, it is right in the 2nd verse)
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the big one finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
Breakfast clubbers, drop the hankies
Though to some our friend was odd
That day he bought those pine pajamas
His check was good with God
Those here without the Lord, how do you cope?
For this morning we don't mourn like those who have no hope
Oh, rise up, Fruit Loop lovers; sing out sweet and low
With spoons held high, we bid our brother "Cheerio!"
When the toast has burned
And all the milk has turned
And Captain Crunch is waving farewell
When the big one finds you
May this song remind you
That they don't serve breakfast in hell
*raises his hand*What about someone who is part German and Irish?How did I miss all of this? :)
Honestly, I am more of a German kind of guy. Or, Irish.
I was raised Irish, but genetically I am Scots-Irish by way of Canada. A relative of mine actually founded Dalhousie University.
Fun history fact: During the Highland Clearances, the dispossed Scotsmen had two places they could go: Nova Scotia or the Carolinas. So the inhabitants of Nova Scotia are closely related to the southerners of America. Also, the French settlers who wouldn't pledge allegiance to the British crown after Nova Scotia was conquered (it was called Arcadia by them) were settled in another French possesion: Louisiana. Thus the 'Arcadians' became the 'Cajuns'. Another southern US-Nova Scotia tie (there are still quite a few Arcadians left in NS)
This has been your unasked for history lesson with professor Monkey...
My grandmother claimed we had Sittting Bull in our blood, but many of her offspring just think she was full of it.
Hmm. Lesse:
Adopted family: 100% pure Irish: Grandparents were: Curtin, MacDounaugh, Ryan, Cochran.
Bio Family: Canadian Scotts-Irish mutts: Grandparents were: MacIntyre, Ramsay, Samms, and ? (Not in contact with bio father's side of things, so don't know the maiden name of paternal gmom). Some Arcadian French and MicMac in the mix way back (as I was told). The families date waaay back into Nova Scotia (esp. Cape Breton's) history. One cousin still holds the original land grant an ancestor got from the Crown at the Battle of Louisbourg.
As an aside, should you ever be travelling in the Cape Breton area, and like history, you should visit the historical site of Louisbourg. It is a living history site, and you can wander about, have an authentic 18th century meal, watch the cannons fire, and a lot of cool stuff.