What do you drink?
 

My SO found a wallet in the street and returned it to its owner, contents intact bien sur. He was so grateful that he gave us several of his own home brews, which were very good. I'm not sure I have the attention span to brew my own, but I am working on a plan to find this guy's wallet again.

What do you drink?
 

Peanut butter is high in protein, but it's also high in saturated fat.

I ran the statistics for a woman weighing 130 through a health calculator which spit back that your daily requirement for protein would be 43.55g.

The OM gets the bulk of his protein from dairy sources (cheese and milk) and from veggie burgers, dogs, crumbles, sausages, etc. His protein requirements are rather high given his athletic pursuits, so he also uses a recovery drink that has protein.

I live in the Zone, so I balance protein, carbs, and fats. I often toss wholefoods protein powder into applesauce or over baked berries, to make sure I am getting enough protein.

Even(not a vegetarian)Odds

What do you drink?
 

I saw Alton Brown make beer on "Good Eats" (terrific show on the Food Network) and by the time he was done with all the shopping, washing, disinfecting, cooking, timing, waiting, storing, and bottling, all I could think was that it's a hell of a lot easier to run down to Sam's Club.

Shock the monkey, or I'm shocked to find gambling going on at this casino.
 

People are never shocked that I am a lawyer, but they are often shocked by my choice of practice area, favorite music genre, and significant other.

Even(people are stupid)Odds

What do you drink?
 

Clearly you have never shopped at the Costco in Pentagon City, Virginia (Sam's Club, Costco, Price Club, what's the diff?). It would be faster to make your own wine than to run down there to buy a bottle.

What do you drink?
 

Attention span not needed. It really is simple to brew. The hardest bit is the space required for storage of the carboy and bottles. If anyone is intested, I recommend Charlie Papazian's book..

Booze
 

Yes. I definitely spent my college years drinking Zima in worcester. Were you that chick from bridgeport with the lee presson nails and the Whalers tattoo that wouldn't leave me, and my Zima, alone?

Shock the monkey, or I'm shocked to find gambling going on at this casino.
 

Is that because they don't believe you do transactional work or because they don't think you are an attorney? The biggest shock I cause people is when I tell them that I was a navy seal. It's not true so I don't blame them for not believing me, but I am surprised that people who know me would be so shocked that I would lie to them.

Booze
 

Did I ever run into you at Miss Woo's?

yesterday's article
 

You should inform this jackass that if it was indeed his decision to focus the article on WEST and to characterize our leaving infirm as a reaction to a language filter, such a decision made his article simple, childish, petty and inaccurate (or incomplete to say the least). A response on our part asking him to paint a complete, fair and balanced picture of what actually happened hardly seems petty and childish. If it is, his concern about our views of his reporter's honesty (or lack thereof) seems similarly childish and petty.

TM

Paigow Knows Her Tennis -
 

Not. http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmp...nm/atp_open_dc (Agassi loses).

Shock the monkey, or I'm shocked to find gambling going on at this casino.
 

People are constantly shocked to learn I am hetero.

Misc. fashion stuff
 

Weird Swazi king: "The Bible says curse be unto a woman who wears pants, and those who wear their husband's clothes. That is why the world is in such a state today."

Yes, we need to crack down on those women wearing their husband's clothes. For the love of God, leave the skirts to the menfolk! Leave them their sarongs, and their kilts, and their fustanellas, their caftans. The Marshall Islands must keep their in off their women! The bubu, dashiki, djellabah, Galabiyah, Gho, kikoy, Lungi, the Männerrock - all their masculinity ridiculed by women wearing skirts! Not to mention the holy cassock, which should prove that the Lord intends women to decently abandon skirts inthe name of God with certainty!

(Actual quote at issue: "The woman shall not wear that which pertaineth unto a man, neither shall a man put on a woman's garment: for all that do so are abomination unto the Lord thy God." Deuteronomy 22:5. Hebrew men wore skirts: "a man shall not take his father’s wife, nor discover his father’s skirt" Deuteronomy 22:30; "David arose, and cut off the skirt of Saul’s robe privily" 1 Sam 24:4. God himself wears skirts: "I spread my skirt over thee, and covered thy nakedness: yea, I sware unto thee, and entered into a covenant with thee, saith the Lord GOD, and thou becamest mine" Ezekiel 16:8. I just had time on my hands and wanted to look it up.)

Also, on the whole dressing down for summer thing, an article by Judith Martin: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn...2003May31.html

"By Judith Martin
Sunday, June 1, 2003; Page D02

Respectable people did not used to appear any the less respectable as a concession to summer heat. They had summer wardrobes made of lighter materials, but these featured the same items as their winter counterparts, including ties and jackets, long skirts and stockings.

Of course, that was back before air conditioning. Now we have desperate and indignant pleas that human survival would be at stake if anyone had to stagger from air-conditioned transportation to air-conditioned buildings wearing more than tank tops, shorts and sandals.

Miss Manners does not mention this out of any yearning for the fortitude of yore. Those people must have been nuts.

But she finds the relationship between the progression of technology and the progression of style to be curious. As the methods of producing clothing went from tedious handwork to mechanized mass-production, tailcoats and embroidered, elaborately draped dresses were abandoned for jeans and basic-black shifts. In architecture, for that matter, increasingly powerful equipment and more flexible materials marked the change from an immense variety of fanciful buildings to the ubiquitous unadorned box.

Ah, well. Miss Manners doesn't pretend that hers is the prevailing taste. If it were, the bustle would be back, and ladies could use their stair machines to practice walking with a train.

All she asks is that some effort be made to conform to the standards of our own times, which still distinguish between dressed and undressed. There must be a summer compromise between running around in practically nothing in order to stay cool and looking dignified while passing out.

But attempts to loosen easily definable dress codes always bring more problems than they solve. No sooner are concessions made than they are abused. When word goes out that ties and jackets are no longer required, out come the T-shirts and jeans. If those are permitted, out come the tank tops and shorts.

Part of this stems from confusion. Most people have a pretty good idea what business dress is, but -- as is obvious at any informal social event -- everyone has a different definition of genuine casual, and, even after all these years, no one has ever found out what "business casual" means.

The rest is bolstered by argument, mostly about creativity and comfort. Miss Manners doesn't mind the visual part of the summer slops nearly as much as having to listen to versions of "Nobody can tell me what to wear because I'm grown up now and I won't wear any of those grown-up clothes that would make me look old."

She would have thought that at least she would be spared the summer buzz of complaints about how tourists and co-workers dress, but strangely, even the self-proclaimed rebels care about such things. As it is difficult to proclaim independence for oneself but not others, they put it in different terms: Those half-dressed people are fat, sweaty, provocative, showing off, smelly, hairy, threatening-looking and so on.

Yes, those are some of the things that benefit from a few bits of light cloth. Unless these people are on the beach, where it is inoffensive because that is the dress code."

Shock the monkey, or I'm shocked to find gambling going on at this casino.
 

Do you tell the women before or after you get them into bed?

Paigow Knows Her Tennis -
 

SONOFABITCH. Where was the spoiler space? I have spent the whole day avoidig the news. You may despise me but out of respect for the board rules, do not give out results for sports played in wacked out time zones. I was planning on watching that match tonight.

I probably just made your day. Gonna go out to a bar by yourself again to get loaded in the futile attempt to get laid, again? At least if you believed in marriage you imight have a decent shot at regular sex.