It now smells like somebody is frying a piece of rubber tire. Exactly what culinary skills do these people possess? Or not?
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- Ms. Poshlust
- "There is only this for consolation: an hour, here or there, when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we've ever imagined." - Virginia Wolfe
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- Well Knit Me!
- Style Icon of The Day
- Three Amigos Go Wild
- Spring Is Coming! --- Evidence Below
- Rearranging the Deck Chairs on the Titanic
- One More Dolce Cinnamon Latte
- And then I don't feel so bad...
- Art o' the Day
- Slurp!
- Friday Night Lite
- First Cold
- He and Me
- Bryan's Favorite..
- Zapatista Fashionista
- Ancient Art o' the Day
- 72 Days Until Hurrican Season, and Ray Nagin Can't...
- Art 'o the Day
- Maybe We Need Blue Ink and Thumbs
- Awesome in the Key of A
- *sigh*
- St. Patrick's Day?...
- I Heart Barbara Steele.. *sigh*
- WTF?!
- Quote of the Day
- Art o' the Day
- Morning Glory..
- 12:03
- Arts o' The Day
- Canadians Don't Sue! (Unless it's Over Tim Hortons.)
- Those Crazy Goldbergs...
- Art o' the Day
- The End of the Affair
- On Repeat..
- I Heart J.C.!
- In Shape? What Shape?
- Kant-larious. Maybe.
- Art o' the Day
- Quote of the Day
- Quote of the Day
- Artist of the Day
- No Blues!
- Pages from My Book
- Quote of the Day
- Art o' the Day
- It's Just So Kantplicated
- Cafe Voltaire
- Ms. P's Current Reading List
- Yo-Yo Column
- Art o' The Day
- He does
- Brrrrr!
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