The temporary Hastings thread

Hi Suzy!

I am sitting here, accomplishing exactly nothing. Um, except downloading cds to my computer and hoping my kids will behave.

Country Buffet? I'm with you. Good luck...

I want to know if gbx is eating curry everyday, as promised.

Yorks or Lancs, G?

Curry is a distinct possibility oop north, like. Also for surprisingly good curry in the TC, Sara, there are these veggie curries in Byerly's Indian section for $3 a sachet or thereabouts which are super-spicy. I had a "cottage cheese and peas" one (mutter paneer) and found it good enough to satisfy my craving. I suspect it will be much better than other TC options which tend to not restrict their curry purveyance to Indian subcontinent.

Mmmmy Byerly's. I had no clue they had those, thanks for the tip Suzy! I looooove super-spicy stuff. Northfield has two Indian restaurants now - Chapati (good, but pricey) and Kurry Kabob - which I can't bring myself to enter because the name is so goofy. I've had good take-out from Sambol in Eagan, but can't speak to authenticity because I'm clueless on that level.

It is depressing me now that I'm probably just going to have a ham and cheese sandwich for lunch.

Lancs. Forgotten how much I like a northern accent. It's well good. Especially from the mouths of babes -- I've got a grip of iddle second cousins now, and they're unstoppably cute.

Had curry for dinner last night! And a samosa for lunch today.

Which Lancs?

SRC, Indian place closest to me has too pan-Asian a menu and has beef dishes, WTF? Real Indians don't kill cows, even for Minnewegians. Kurry Kabob will be Pakistani/Punjabi so I'd say get over there, it's probably going to be better than you'd expect. Clue: if they allude to meat in the restaurant's name you're probably looking at a North Indian. Sambol just guessin' is south Indian.

I want a samosa now.

Hmmmm, maybe I can overlook the Kurry Kabob name. It is the "K"s that have been driving me away! What is it I always get from Sambol... some kind of cheese in a creamy sauce that is spicy and colored orange. Palak Paneer maybe?

Okay the thing with the beef is really weird.

That's palak paneer. Byerly's has that *and* saag paneer and muttar paneer.

The other weird thing is that the Indian place had no lamb dishes.

Why do I live in a godforsaken place, so far from Byerly's?

I'm starving now, btw.

No lamb dishes? :(

I am trying to find a way to get a few boxes of wild rice soup through customs.

It's a prescription... you have to have the wild rice or you're mysterious illness will return and you'll DIE.

Okay, clearly time for me to go eat something, huh.

i am in clith3r03

twenty minutes from blackburn. mom's got old friends from the south over and we've been talking about horses all night.

Did You Know: a horses shoulders are called 'whithers'?

I know nothing of teh horses! Are you just discussing horses or are you going to go ride them or pet them or at least see them, too?

Unless my sister goes into labor tonight, I must go to HSTNGS to my niece's birthday party. I suppose I should go wrap her gift.

gbx, you spelled "clitoris" wrong, but congratulations on your location nonetheless.

Unless your location "in clitoris" is connected to your new-found horse info, in which case you're on your own.

Call me conservative, but I kind of hope he's on his own anyway in this case.

Yes I knew that about the horsies.

Lunch with my dad was classic; we went to a restaurant on the former site of the amusement park in Excelsior which closed when I was 5 or 6; however the carousel from said park moved to Valleyfair.

Fun lunch! I love amusement parks. Roller coasters!!! However, I think the last time I was at Valleyfair I was a junior in high school. I have to take A. there sometime. (Also, I had no idea there was ever an amusement park in Excelsior).

Mia's b-day party was pretty good, considering. Swimming pool, hot tub, pizza... why do 3 year olds get better parties than I do, though? Unfair.

My dad loves going out to Excelsior and giving the nostalgia tour: "Here is where I did my paper route on horseback. This is where I used to stable my horse. I had about a dozen forts built around this bay. Real good ones. Here is where Danceland used to be; I saw the Rolling Stones there and across the street is the gas station where they peed on the tanks."

See, there's a reason I know about the horsies.

"If it weren't for my horse, I wouldn't have spent that year in college."

Fuck, I need to call my old boss so I can photocopy his degree and use it with questionable legality and ethics.

One way or aonother it's getting done.
Will I eventually have my own 4 year Degree? yeah.
I just refuse to go into debt for it.

Dad's love the nostalgia tours, don't they. I still live in fear that mine is going to insist on taking me to drive on a frozen pond to "teach me to drive on the ice" - doubtless the same one he learned on. I try not to be in Cannon Falls at the same time he is. Sadly, he never had horses... that would have been preferable.

GZeus, I'm going into debt and I won't even get a degree, just a certificate (okay, well, and allegedly I'll be able to be an RN after I finish, assuming I can pass the boards). I already have the B.A. Still going into debt. Madness!!!!

"Helen E. Nebeker's essay, "The Lottery: Symbolic Tour de Force" in American Literature (March, 1974) reveals that every major name in the story has a special significance:

By the end of first two paragraphs, Jackson has carefully indicated the season, time of ancient excess and sacrifice, and the stones, most ancient of sacrificial weapons. She has also hinted at larger meanings through name symbology."
I actually have to consider whether or not to read the rest of this review because he wrote 'symbology.'

Sara I am now so bored I am annoying Willie the Poodle by staging photos of him using my computer.

Do not read reviews of old short stories. Cuz that's just silly.

Suzy, it is too bad you are not closer to Northfield; I could sneak out the window and we could... uh... go to the Rueb, I guess. Instead, you must photograph poodles and I will be forced to fold laundry. The horror, the horror!

I will have a photo of Willie posting to the HSTINGS thread before vtoo long but it's too dark to get much of a good'un.

Promises, promises...

One I just did was too dark but it's amazing what I can accomplish with small pieces of Xmas prime rib leftovers. Yes, this is the world's most spoiled dog, but is not a show-cut poodle and follows the commands SIT! SMILE! DANCE! and the classic DEAD DOG!

I would in fact feed him leftovers forever for soaking my sister by pressing every single power window in her Durango while going through car wash that one time after traumatic visit to dog groomer. That's one of his more specialised tricks.

omg, that is hysterical. Not to mention that I'm sure I'm going to have a crazy dream about poodles tonight now...

Awesome dog.
I claim 600.

Friday! I am being so virtuous this afternoon. I'm going to make cookies and work on balancing the checkbooks from the three liquor stores. And maybe I'll clean a bathroom, too!

CURRY: EATEN

PRINTER: NOT WORKING
DAUGHTER: DRIVING ME CRAZY

ALSO: NOW CRAVING CURRY

Hope you're enjoying yourself, gbx!

Who's doing things for this celebratoryness?

Because I have no plans, and otherwise Alex and I are just going to drink scotch alone.

i am drinking beer alone, and couldnt be more pleased.

I don't feel like remembering the last night of this year.

I'm going to my friend Kir's house with A. and the kids; we're going to drink champagne (well, not the kids) and hang out. Sadly, my friend M4rn had to go back home today, or otherwise I'd likely be at her usual annual party... but not happening this year.

It should be fun... but someday I'm going to be able to go out again on New Year's Eve. Without the kids.

BTW, you have half an hour for booze buying left, since MN liquor stores won't be open tomorrow. Just in case anyone has forgotten. ;)

Annnnnd... Happy New Year to all HSTNGS Thread types! (a bit early, but what the heck)

Change of pllans here:
Most likely going to watch http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kohaku_utagassen at someone's house with other people and probably japanese booze.

I expect to drink to the point of immobilization. GOOD TIMES!

Also, where the fuck is this global warming shit when you really needed it? Driving is teh suck today.

I cannot allow myself to get that drunk.
If I did, I'd wake up with no smokes left, already singing 'Bleeder.'

Weather has made me decide to sit at home and play video games, losing my mind.

Happy 2007 HSTNGS Thread!

And to you, Sara!

Have now captured for eternity a photo of my dog posting to the HSTINGS thread.

dceccfmngm, m,

^and so says Willie. I think it means "I am far too noble for this bullshit. Get me the FECK away from this computer."^

Yay, can't wait to see the picture! How much prime rib did you have to go through to get the perfect shot?

None this time. Today I have mostly been attending to his emotional and outdoor needs. He's been out in the snow half of the morning "helping" me shovel my mom out, which makes him very happy. Now he's growl-barking at an unauthorised canine street intruder. He takes the task VERY seriously - next door there is a Bichon Frisé and when we come home from dining out or whatever each dog's barking head is visible above the windowsill.

Willie has everything he needs to be happy - including a nemesis!

Horror of horrors.
When I applied for my passport, I found out my mother was born in Hastings.

FATES OF DOOM.

The entanglements go deep, clearly...

No, Sara, it's actually his "girlfriend" Max.

Awwwwww... "Lady and the Tramp III..." - although that doesn't quite work with a poodle and a bichon frise (sp?!), does it...

WHAT TEH COCAINE BULLSHIT IS THAT?

I wonder if putting my head in a clamp would make me feel better about this 'no smoking in the middle of the night' rule I made for myself.

Hmmm, is that your New Year's resolution?

I thought I'd do something easy and make sure to take a multivitamin every day. I pulled them out of the cupboard yesterday - expired! I took one anyway, though. What the hell.