Yep; this was easily the moment that may have made me fall in love with the place.

Happy Birthday! :)

Georges Bizet, Symphony in C

Just regular omelets with cheddar, but I'm doing stuff like varying the number of eggs (three's disgustingly creamy and delicious, but two's likely easier to work with and looks better on presentation). One fairly unusual thing I do (from my understanding) is to use olive oil instead of butter; it's less likely to…

Been there (not at my best either, but it's a damn sight better than Monday evening or especially last weekend). Best of luck working through it.

I already post at the Avocado under another name (The "Paper Chase" Guy) but usually only in the dedicated threads. I also understand the TIF (Tolerability Index Forum, which predates the Avocado by a couple of years) has opened registration up for refugees who may find the Avocado too… frenetic?

So sorry to hear this, MW; you have my heartfelt condolences. That's awful.

Sing-Sing – Me and My Friend
Ivy – Never Do That Again
Starling Electric – Black Ghost/Black Girl
Maurice Ravel – Miroirs; Oiseaux Tristes: Tres lent
Wilco – Muzzle of Bees
Aimee Mann – She Really Wants You
Adam and the Ants – Car Trouble
Claude Debussy – Le Martyre de St. Sebastien, 1st mvt. (Dutoit/Montreal)
Frank Ocean –…

Rolling a fair number of omelets in order to use up some long-in-residence eggs; my method and technique have gotten a lot more secure and reliable and I'd be interested to see how more unusual fillings (than cheese) fare.

Congratulations! And many thanks for your efforts to keep the community going.

In the midst of another interesting OKC like, had another stab of despair Monday afternoon (probably shouldn't have taken a nap) and wrestled with the idea of disabling my account (before going through with it last night), because I'm not sure I'm competent to responsibly date right now. I hate the idea of passing up…

Hooray This Shit

Yep; that email came something like an hour before I decided to pull the plug. Pretty peculiar synergy, that.

My girlfriend in grad school (we went out for a few months and then I ended it for a number of reasons) actually died a couple of years ago from cancer. We'd remained friends and sort of stayed in touch after I moved away from Ohio, but I often wish I'd contacted her more often; she was really good people (and that…

Yeah, it's weird; the last person I dated who I told I loved them was my girlfriend in college, and that didn't lead to good places (we only went out for a semester). So that was something of a cautionary tale that generally had good effects, but then I went out with my most recent ex-girlfriend ("Empress Peach" of…

Big sympathy upvote; that really sucks.

Oh, that I remember.

I wish I could share this disbelief; I was ten years old in the same town when it happened and the word was no stranger to our elementary school playground (I could say I never used it myself, but all that could mean is that I don't remember it).

Unattached update: Another stab of despair Monday (in a shockingly incongruous moment, after hearing an inspirational talk from record-breaking open-water swimmer Lynne Cox at my local indie bookstore) that I tried to ride out on the bike; did about five miles as a result (which made a solid fifteen for the day;…

That's awesome and makes me feel good.