i agree with you about pretty much everything, except the idea the show only ever let Logan call VM on her shit: Weevil, Keith and Wallace have all been letting Veronica know when she goes too far for years at this point. she doesn’t listen to any of them, but they’ve all told her the same thing repeatedly.

there’s a host on the local Pittsburgh PBS station, Chris Fennimore, who reminds me of the guy on the Pringles can or maybe a really mellow version of the Monopoly guy... anyhow, i caught an episode half-way through a recipe years ago while flipping channels that i wound up trying to make based partly on his clear…

that dude’s knife handling skills are insane and his technique for minced garlic or ginger is as delightful as watching a magic trick.

what’s the suggested response if the parent responds to the “it’s policy” statement by saying “that’s fine. i’d like to see a copy of your policy, please”?

avocado/guac seems like something i’d want to keep separate, if only because of the way avocado turns brown and unappetizing.

depending on how anal you are about canon, this may or may not satisfy you... turns out it took place in a DS9 novel, not the tv show, and i don’t know the particulars of where this book fits into the mythology. i haven’t read it, but this is according to the entry on Chateau Picard at the Memory Alpha site:

this is absolutely correct, except your pronunciation of Nacho Cheese is horrible, because it sounded as if you said Cool Ranch, ha ha.

i’ll preface this by noting I Am Not A Golfer, so take this for what you will (i mean, i worked courses a couple summers in college but it’s not my game.) but isn’t this actually what you want in a golfing partner or, really, a competitor? someone who stands quietly while the other dude is doing his thing and waits,…

it doesn’t have to be today and it doesn’t have to be tomorrow, but if we’re gonna have Monica Rambeau running around, i’m gonna want some NEXTWAVE at some point, is all i gotta say.

Quark or someone said Picard wine isn’t very good but, then again, Quark eats tube grubs, so what does he know? he only grudgingly likes root beer!

yeah... still no evidence of either a Horta or a Gorn in any of this. c’mon! is that so much to ask for?! give the vulcans and the romulans and the borg a friggin’ rest, already.

if “the school district “qualifies for enough money to provide free lunches to all students for the upcoming school year,” per WNEP” then why are any parents getting a bill for food costs in the first place? also, how does a guy serve on the school board AND as the school lawyer? that doesn’t seem kosher to me and…

yeah, S3 Veronica never seemed “mean” to me so much as out-of-fucks-to-give. plus, i mean she was basically stuck going to community college when she had, in high school, been planning on going to Stanford or some shit - in that situation, i wouldn’t have a lot of patience for the same old gossip-y bullshit, either.

uhm, have you seen that dude with his shirt off? cut the girl some slack... plus, teenagers do stupid shit. i wouldn’t want to be forever associated with some of the shit i did at that age and, if you think about it honestly, you probably don’t either.

two questions:

so... wait: there are two books, but you guys only mention one of them - Mr. Kiss & Tell? so does that mean nothing of substance happens in the... let me check... first book, which was apparently called The Thousand Dollar Tan Line, or just that no one read it or that no one bothered to summarize what happens? if you…

i’m sure running a business is difficult but, in this case, a portion of mac and cheese - especially a crappy flavorless batch - cannot possibly cost anywhere near $15 to produce. so if the venue wasn’t sold out or the weather was crappy or business was just slow or whatever, wouldn’t it make more sense to cut the…

boiled peanuts are kinda whatever to me, but this idea of Coca Cola peanuts really had me scratching my head. maybe someone who does this can explain the finer points but, from what i gather, you stuff a bunch of salted peanuts into a bottle of Coke, drink it down and then somehow fish out the soggy peanuts which are…

someone in jalopnick article about roadtrip essentials told of a co-worker whose sunflower technique was just to put a handful in his mouth and dribble the goddamned shells down his shirt. when they’d eventually stop for gas, he’d just pivot on his butt to exit the car and then quickly stand up, so he could brush…

what the hell kinda bullshit is this? “No, obviously you’re not eating the shells...” the shells are the best part! just eat the damn shells - salty, crunchy yum.