Harbingers of Doom

[ssk7882]

Aw, Eileen!  Did you have to?  I was so enjoying watching Cindy 
grovel.  She doesn't do that very often, you know.

More often, she amuses herself by mocking my husband's cranberry 
relish.

> In fact, I have an especially snappy new recipe for *cranberry* 
> sauce that I'll be making. Yup. It's pretty upscale if truth be 
> told. You have to chop every single cranberry *by hand* with a 
> scalpel into 4 equal size pieces, called "cran-quadrants." Failure 
> to do this properly *ruins* it, I tell ya.

Four pieces?

Oh, no Cindy.  No, no, no.  *Sixteen* pieces.  Sixteen pieces.  By 
hand. Because it just wouldn't be the *same* if you used a food 
processor, you know.  Food processors are the work of the devil.

Yeah, you guys think that I'm anal-retentive?  You think that I have 
obsessive-compulsive tendencies?  You think that I'm a *Luddite?*

Oh, no.  I'm not the Luddite.  My husband is the Luddite.  Do you 
have any idea what it is like to sit around watching someone bent 
over a cutting board with an expression of fierce concentration on 
his face, chopping raw cranberry after raw cranberry into sixteen 
perfectly equal sized pieces?  When there's a perfectly good food 
processor right there in the kitchen?

Oh, it just drives me nuts.  It makes me want to *shake* him.  

<harbingers>

> I think she'll drop the duel business, though. We're now in a full-
> scale war. People don't duel in wars. They ambush.

DOOM!

Doom, doom, doom...

Speaking of harbingers (and of delurks), it might interest you all to 
take a look at my almost-delurk on *this* list.

875 was my delurk.  But check out my second message.  It's message 
number 928.

Doom, doom, doom...

Oh, and...

> What did Gulplum mean yesterday when he said TBAY was "twee?" 

"Twee" means cutesy and quaint in a kitschy, artificial sort of way.  
Like shops that call themselves things like "Ye Olde Socke Shoppe."  

So, yes.  It was indeed an insult.


Elkins