The small details...

[brainofck]

CK : If you were a sandwich, what kind of sandwich would you be?
CJ : I would be an egg salad sammich.
CJ : Or tuna salad, second choice.
CK : Hmmmmm.
CK : Do you think tuna salad would carry well through the Stargate?
CK : If you were Teal'c, and you were packing a picnic?
CK : Maybe a selection.
CK : Teal'c seems like that kind of guy.
CJ : Tuna has mayo - at least GOOD tuna does. Maybe go for peanut butter and jelly. It's good after ten miles on a pack mule.
CK : Yes, I might be scared to expose mayo to wormhole conditions of cooling and warming.
CK : On the other hand, I have it on good authority that mayo is not as dangerous as our mothers led us to believe.
CK : *ponders*

Comments

That special touch

[brainofck.livejournal.com]

No. Nobody is going to have adverse reactions to eggs. *puts foot down* I do not sink that low, no matter what certain parties think. A good hearth bread would hold up. Yes. I am convinced. :p

I have also been researching my snow thing.

http://www.gottagoitsnows.com/survival/

Not to upset you, or anything.

Ah, brain cells. Look. I've never been drunk. Other people use up their brain cells getting buzzed. I use them to write thoughtful smut.

*snortle*

Re: That special touch

[green-grrl.livejournal.com]

Wow, that website is amazing. I bookmarked it even though I fully intend to never go anywhere with more than 4 inches of snow in my entire life.

*boggles at your brain* I killed many, many, many brain cells in my misbegotten youth, so I tend to cling tightly to the ones I have left. Yet spend them profligately on porn, your porn, particularly. *sigh* So not sorry. ;-)