Joel, make sure you tell Gracie's teacher how great she is. I had only two science teachers from kindergarten through fifth grade, and none of them ever taught us (or let me explore on my own) dinosaurs or space. One of them told me I asked too many questions. It was just one thing in a long line of killing my youthful interest in the sciences. I'm a history teacher now; I still love science-y things, but its from a distance. A teacher like Gracie's is a gem, and teachers always appreciate when a student (or parent) gives them some good feedback.
My wife told me when we were dating that she wanted me to come over and watch the NHL finals with her. I grew up playing hockey, she had only a tangential knowledge of it. She then asked me to explain it to her. I'm not sure there is anything better for a sports fan than explaining the sport to a newbie.
I was about three when I was out with my mother, and a African American mother and daughter walked into the same store we were in, and I said to my mother "Mom, that girl looks like Rudy!" (This being the height of the Cosby Show era). My mother, holding back the feeling of being mortified for a minute, worried I was going to say "because she's black" was amused by my response "because she has the same hair style."
To your question: The Molotov Cocktail - 3/4 of a shot of vodka, 1/4 shot of Frank's Extra Red Hot, Three dashes of Frostbite hot sauce (flavorless but burns like crazy) and garnished with Morton's Hot Salt. You feel it going down, and then feel it about 2 days later, screaming out of you like a cruise missile.
I also had a college friend who would do a "Chumbawamba" - in a large mug, a bottle of lager, a bottle of cider (his usual was Woodchuck Granny Smith), 2 shots of vodka and 2 shots of whiskey.
And now I have Cream's "Strange Brew" stuck in my head without having to get the CD out. This will keep me placated for a few hours. Thanks Joel :)
While I agree with your statement, I have to say, I really would like to read an issue or two of Blackverine and Captain Mexican American. I am *really* trying to treat this topic with a serious analytical eye, but those names make me helplessly giggle.
They did it on the Serenity Soundtrack too. Track 10 is called "Shepherd Book's Last Words." Of course by 2005, no one bought soundtracks anymore.
A buddy of mine bought the soundtrack for Episode 1 that came out something like 2 weeks before the film, and one of the tracks was called "The Death of Qui-Gon Jinn." He said he'd never been angrier in his life (all 12 years of it).
They picked Shartpalace over Cleveland!? Damnit! Now I have to keep paying Time Warner through the nose!
Hey Joel, I just tried going on to the H-E site, and google popped up a malware alert (I'm using Chrome). I don't know if anything is wrong, but I figured you should know.