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Whisky Cobbler Wednesday
Mar. 7th, 2012 06:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jekestaHello! It's me. I'm not even going to pretend I didn't pick this week's cocktail out of a sense of hunger rather than thirst. Mmmmm, cobbler. I suspect apple cobbler is nicer than whisky cobbler, but if you want to try it: 3 ounces of whisky, 1 ounce of 'simple syrup' (???), fill it up with club soda, and garnish it with 'seasonal fruit'. (Also you're allowed to change the whisky for ANYTHING YOU WANT. Gin. Probably. Nothing's nicer than gin.)
Okay. I might be very much mistaken, but I sort of think NOTHING has happened since I was last here. I can't remember anything happening. I'm at a bit of a loss of what to tell you. So I'm posting some pictures of Breckin Meyer! On the assumption that pictures of Breckin Meyer are a great back-up plan for ANYTHING EVER. And because Vic basically promised to have my children if I did. (I'm probably not going to hold her to that, but I like having the option, you know?)
( As with mpg last week, this is one picture for each of 39 things Breckin has been in. )
Um . . . content that isn't just Breckin Meyer's face, you say . . .
Reed Diamond helped Garcelle Beauvais out with cooking, which made me happy because I LOVE THEM:
And Garcelle went to some independent spirit award thing where she sat between Matt Bomer and Ian Somerhalder, which is just . . . how do you COPE with that much eye prettiness all at once? Sadly there is only a very blurry photograph of proof: http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzzhbuTqSA1r0gwrlo1_500.jpg
And I posted some links to some of Kumail Nanjiani's stand up on my journal here. I really like him.
That's all I have. Except a desperate desire for Breckin, MPG and Kumail to remake three men and a baby. That would be nice. Or other things. Any things. All the things. As always tell me how you are or ignore me entirely, it's wednesday and all's well.
Okay. I might be very much mistaken, but I sort of think NOTHING has happened since I was last here. I can't remember anything happening. I'm at a bit of a loss of what to tell you. So I'm posting some pictures of Breckin Meyer! On the assumption that pictures of Breckin Meyer are a great back-up plan for ANYTHING EVER. And because Vic basically promised to have my children if I did. (I'm probably not going to hold her to that, but I like having the option, you know?)
( As with mpg last week, this is one picture for each of 39 things Breckin has been in. )
Um . . . content that isn't just Breckin Meyer's face, you say . . .
Reed Diamond helped Garcelle Beauvais out with cooking, which made me happy because I LOVE THEM:
And Garcelle went to some independent spirit award thing where she sat between Matt Bomer and Ian Somerhalder, which is just . . . how do you COPE with that much eye prettiness all at once? Sadly there is only a very blurry photograph of proof: http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzzhbuTqSA1r0gwrlo1_500.jpg
And I posted some links to some of Kumail Nanjiani's stand up on my journal here. I really like him.
That's all I have. Except a desperate desire for Breckin, MPG and Kumail to remake three men and a baby. That would be nice. Or other things. Any things. All the things. As always tell me how you are or ignore me entirely, it's wednesday and all's well.
