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I made guards for the lower shelves of my bookcases so that Milo wouldn't get in there and either chew things up or pee on them.
As I worked, I could hear the voices of countless generations of woodworkers screaming at me, "NO, you idiot, not like THAT!" Protip: when you're taking a hammer to screws, you're probably not cut out to be a woodworker. Or you bought cheap-ass screws that strip like a freshman at a tequila party....
Good thing the Sinestro Corps doesn't require mechanical aptitude.
Just shy of 3 years old, this locally owned #BlowDryBar located in Midtown is magical. My hair is thick and full of natural curls 🙅🌀 so I despise having to blow dry & style it. Blown Away offers a shampoo, conditioner, and gorgeous style of your choice in less than 45 minutes. Aside from being pampered, the best part is: the style lasts for days! They also offer up-do’s, braids and makeup applications. Not to mention, all blow outs include a glass of wine. 🍷ProTip: Get the beach waves ☀️🌊 spray for a finishing touch- it smells amazing! #VisitNorthHills #TreatYourself : @ThisIsWhyImKels / on Instagram www.instagram.com/p/BNuG_hLBPz_/
Patricia Trijbits is the brains behind 'Where The Pancakes Are' - a pancake centric popup that has turned carbloading into some kind of religious ritual. I was invited to go down and find where the pancakes are (protip: they're currently at The Proud Archivistâ¦but not for much longer!). It is all very scenic and located by the Regents Canal, though I showed up on a bloody freezing Friday evening, so you couldn't really see all that much asides from light reflecting off of the water (which was also kinda cool)
So yeah - what's the big deal about pancakes, you ask? Good point - these are no ordinary crepes, or American style stacks. Oh no. They are 'Buttermilk Buckwheat Pancakes' - made using a blend of buckwheat flower, buttermilk and uhâ¦other stuff. These are, on their own, the best tasting pancakes I've ever had. Each one of them, if you were to take away the topping, is rich, creamy and thick, but not in the indigestion inspiring manner of the buckwheat pancakes I used to make at home. With the perilously placed topping they are almost entirely impossible to eat, which is part of the fun.
I tried a few different flavours, both sweet and savoury. For an idea of flavour combinations, think some topped with kumquat and Cointreau cream, or another topped with oak smoked salmon, chives, hollandaise, asparagus and red amaranth. Some seriously fkn gastro pancake shit going down here. They also do small stacks for children - tiny discerning children. With all the flavours on offer, I can't imagine pancake lovers not losing their shit completely over at least one of these.
Patricia, is an affable and outgoing woman with an unusual accent I eventually work out is Dutch. She told me about her experience of growing up in the 'pancake heavy' culture of Holland. The idea for WTPA supposedly was inspired by a trip to France (I think Britanny) - where the locals are very keen on enjoying their pancakes with a cold glass of cider. To this end she also seems to have some deal with Aspall Cyder because there are bottles of it everywhere. Ever had the 'Grand Cru'? It's bodacious.
She apparently has plans to start a restaurant (possibly in Fitzrovia) in the near future. If Patricia keeps or improves upon this level of quality, WTPA are gonna do very well indeed!
If the ear capsules are too loose on the headband's sliding mechanism, attach a layer or two of electrical tape into the opening of the capsule (note that it also helps to fold over a little flap at the end of the tape in order to easily remove/reposition it). Voila! Nice, clicky sliders!
There's often a rope hanging just above this pool of tannic water at the base of Little Wilson's lower falls. Protip: find a stick to pull the rope toward you. Don't jump and grab it in midair. Ask me how I know... ;-)
A close-up of one of the screws in this picture.
MacSimski assisted me with lighting, equipment and protips.
Hi y’all, Andy here, and I’m excited to share my day. I’m a lifelong Triangle-area resident, so I’m going to take you to some places that bring back old memories. Starting my day at @raleighparks’ Shelley Lake, a place I’ve been coming to since I was a kid. Growing up in Wake Forest, my mom used to bring me here, and many of those trips involved swinging by the @bojangles on Wake Forest Rd to grab a picnic lunch to eat at the lake. So this breakfast matchup brings back some memories. Now I love the fact I live close enough to walk here with my wife @jolie_medlin, our 2 sons, and dog. #protip: try adding bacon, egg, and cheese to the Cajun fillet biscuit. Photo by @andymedlin. #obligatorydogpic #raleigh #raleighwood #shelleylake #dogsofinstagram #bojangles #ipromisenomorechains / on Instagram www.instagram.com/p/Bl7x1iAniLH/
Day 61: Wednesday, March 2, 2011: Appling Ranch Quality Eggs
This afternoon the kids and I went to my dad's so that I could wash his dog. Dad just had his hip replaced, see, and his dog got sprayed by a skunk this week, and Dad can't wash him, so the dog is living in his outside house until the smell fades. The peroxide and baking soda (thank you Internet) that I used on him today didn't cure him, but I think it helped. Protip: if you have to wash a dog that's been skunked, put a blob of VapoRub under your nose. Not only will you start a striking new fashion trend, but you won't smell a thing but Vicks during the whole endeavor.
After I had washed poor Roman, I took my camera for a walk to the old barn loft, which is full of interesting old curiosities and also a lot of rodent droppings that I hope are old enough to not give me hantavirus and make me die. (If I'm wrong, at least I'll be well-known in the medical community. Sort of. Are those flu-like symptoms I feel?)
This is an old crate, but it's not just any old crate: it's an Appling Ranch Quality Eggs crate, which means it's a piece of A LEGEND, and as much as I would like to have taken it home and displayed it prominently in my living room (it comes with its own dust, so it already matches the rest of the decor), it belongs nowhere as much as it does in this barn loft full of history and memories.
(The jars and the slanting light were bonuses.)
from left: Lina "Protip" Halim, Mohd "the Cheras Mangler" Yanto, Uzair "the Final Cut Pro" Sawal, Jason "Deadline" Chee, Farid "the Boomer", Shawn "the Boss" Chan, Jin "Crazy Dawg" Hackman, Alif "Lolwut" Omar, and the ever mysterious Rith.
as children, the RS (as the Raya Syndicate shall henceforth be called) raided open houses in search of loot and cookies. always resourceful,quick on their feet and fearless in their ringing of doorbells, the RS grew into an intimidating door-to-door organization striking terror into the hearts of all Eid festive households once every Muslim lunar year. warrants for their arrest have been gazetted every year, but no law enforcement agency in the Klang Valley has been able, or indeed willing, to apprehend them. they remain at large, and are armed and very dangerous.
base of operations: mobile; known to alternate between KL's many Left4Dead cybercafes.
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that lines were the worst I believe I have ever seen. At one point Colonel Henry and I counted 10 people deep shoulder to shoulder. But the lines were longer than that for most of the day.
Facing a deep depression, the only escape we have is being alone for a while. I know I have been trough this, it is hard, no one can get you out of it once you are sucked in by it's terrible powers. Playing with people's heart is not cool, I kidd you not! Basic and main proposal if you find yourself in a deep depression state: get out, get out while you can, don't suffer, don't sacrifice yourself to them hell hounds, you were given a purpouse, you are here not for nothing but for something. That something is up to eatch of us to discover. Protip: Take pics, evolve, don't look back!
If this padlock still works at all, the snow is probably not helping. Protip: That weather-seal boot only works when the lock is pointing downward.
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So today, about ten of my friends came went over to Stephen's house and made this monstrosity of a calzone. We were inspired by Epic Meal Time. Fifty thousand Calories, twenty pounds of food, 20 inches of pure awesome.
PROTIP: don't overdo the sauce. use as little sauce as you can, it's just too much.
Patricia Trijbits is the brains behind 'Where The Pancakes Are' - a pancake centric popup that has turned carbloading into some kind of religious ritual. I was invited to go down and find where the pancakes are (protip: they're currently at The Proud Archivistâ¦but not for much longer!). It is all very scenic and located by the Regents Canal, though I showed up on a bloody freezing Friday evening, so you couldn't really see all that much asides from light reflecting off of the water (which was also kinda cool)
So yeah - what's the big deal about pancakes, you ask? Good point - these are no ordinary crepes, or American style stacks. Oh no. They are 'Buttermilk Buckwheat Pancakes' - made using a blend of buckwheat flower, buttermilk and uhâ¦other stuff. These are, on their own, the best tasting pancakes I've ever had. Each one of them, if you were to take away the topping, is rich, creamy and thick, but not in the indigestion inspiring manner of the buckwheat pancakes I used to make at home. With the perilously placed topping they are almost entirely impossible to eat, which is part of the fun.
I tried a few different flavours, both sweet and savoury. For an idea of flavour combinations, think some topped with kumquat and Cointreau cream, or another topped with oak smoked salmon, chives, hollandaise, asparagus and red amaranth. Some seriously fkn gastro pancake shit going down here. They also do small stacks for children - tiny discerning children. With all the flavours on offer, I can't imagine pancake lovers not losing their shit completely over at least one of these.
Patricia, is an affable and outgoing woman with an unusual accent I eventually work out is Dutch. She told me about her experience of growing up in the 'pancake heavy' culture of Holland. The idea for WTPA supposedly was inspired by a trip to France (I think Britanny) - where the locals are very keen on enjoying their pancakes with a cold glass of cider. To this end she also seems to have some deal with Aspall Cyder because there are bottles of it everywhere. Ever had the 'Grand Cru'? It's bodacious.
She apparently has plans to start a restaurant (possibly in Fitzrovia) in the near future. If Patricia keeps or improves upon this level of quality, WTPA are gonna do very well indeed!
PROTIP- loading Kodachrome in the dark doesn't give you any more frames because they splice the rolls together.
The pumpkins and some of their favorite bands. Protip: The constellation are the signs of the zodiac.
Protip, if you are ever wanting everyone to look in your direction just stand next to a cute toddler. People couldn't take there eyes off her.
Patricia Trijbits is the brains behind 'Where The Pancakes Are' - a pancake centric popup that has turned carbloading into some kind of religious ritual. I was invited to go down and find where the pancakes are (protip: they're currently at The Proud Archivistâ¦but not for much longer!). It is all very scenic and located by the Regents Canal, though I showed up on a bloody freezing Friday evening, so you couldn't really see all that much asides from light reflecting off of the water (which was also kinda cool)
So yeah - what's the big deal about pancakes, you ask? Good point - these are no ordinary crepes, or American style stacks. Oh no. They are 'Buttermilk Buckwheat Pancakes' - made using a blend of buckwheat flower, buttermilk and uhâ¦other stuff. These are, on their own, the best tasting pancakes I've ever had. Each one of them, if you were to take away the topping, is rich, creamy and thick, but not in the indigestion inspiring manner of the buckwheat pancakes I used to make at home. With the perilously placed topping they are almost entirely impossible to eat, which is part of the fun.
I tried a few different flavours, both sweet and savoury. For an idea of flavour combinations, think some topped with kumquat and Cointreau cream, or another topped with oak smoked salmon, chives, hollandaise, asparagus and red amaranth. Some seriously fkn gastro pancake shit going down here. They also do small stacks for children - tiny discerning children. With all the flavours on offer, I can't imagine pancake lovers not losing their shit completely over at least one of these.
Patricia, is an affable and outgoing woman with an unusual accent I eventually work out is Dutch. She told me about her experience of growing up in the 'pancake heavy' culture of Holland. The idea for WTPA supposedly was inspired by a trip to France (I think Britanny) - where the locals are very keen on enjoying their pancakes with a cold glass of cider. To this end she also seems to have some deal with Aspall Cyder because there are bottles of it everywhere. Ever had the 'Grand Cru'? It's bodacious.
She apparently has plans to start a restaurant (possibly in Fitzrovia) in the near future. If Patricia keeps or improves upon this level of quality, WTPA are gonna do very well indeed!
We didn't, because we parsed it as tacky, but neither of us can remember what Christa said on account of high emotion & excitement on the day.
We're told it was lovely!
Ok lets go on with it.
1.dojomatt annoys me
2. I should block him
3. I is mad at legoman for taging me
4.I is 11, U MAD
5.fave movie is harry potter
7. I skipped 6
8. I haz no protips is sad
9. getting xbox 4 christmas
10. I is finished
11. i lied.
12. BYE
From left to right:
Jake Kaufman (also known as virt) (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jake_Kaufman)
Disasterpeace
Wilbert Roget, II
Josh Whelchel (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Josh_Whelchel)
Jeff Edward Ball
Andrew Aversa (also known as zircon) (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zircon_%28composer%29)
Grant Kirkhope (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grant_Kirkhope)
Danny Baranowsky
Patricia Trijbits is the brains behind 'Where The Pancakes Are' - a pancake centric popup that has turned carbloading into some kind of religious ritual. I was invited to go down and find where the pancakes are (protip: they're currently at The Proud Archivistâ¦but not for much longer!). It is all very scenic and located by the Regents Canal, though I showed up on a bloody freezing Friday evening, so you couldn't really see all that much asides from light reflecting off of the water (which was also kinda cool)
So yeah - what's the big deal about pancakes, you ask? Good point - these are no ordinary crepes, or American style stacks. Oh no. They are 'Buttermilk Buckwheat Pancakes' - made using a blend of buckwheat flower, buttermilk and uhâ¦other stuff. These are, on their own, the best tasting pancakes I've ever had. Each one of them, if you were to take away the topping, is rich, creamy and thick, but not in the indigestion inspiring manner of the buckwheat pancakes I used to make at home. With the perilously placed topping they are almost entirely impossible to eat, which is part of the fun.
I tried a few different flavours, both sweet and savoury. For an idea of flavour combinations, think some topped with kumquat and Cointreau cream, or another topped with oak smoked salmon, chives, hollandaise, asparagus and red amaranth. Some seriously fkn gastro pancake shit going down here. They also do small stacks for children - tiny discerning children. With all the flavours on offer, I can't imagine pancake lovers not losing their shit completely over at least one of these.
Patricia, is an affable and outgoing woman with an unusual accent I eventually work out is Dutch. She told me about her experience of growing up in the 'pancake heavy' culture of Holland. The idea for WTPA supposedly was inspired by a trip to France (I think Britanny) - where the locals are very keen on enjoying their pancakes with a cold glass of cider. To this end she also seems to have some deal with Aspall Cyder because there are bottles of it everywhere. Ever had the 'Grand Cru'? It's bodacious.
She apparently has plans to start a restaurant (possibly in Fitzrovia) in the near future. If Patricia keeps or improves upon this level of quality, WTPA are gonna do very well indeed!