Along with the pollen, love is definitely in the air this spring. Apparently so is sex. The
President’s Secret Service’s advance team for his visit to Columbia scheduled a little extracurricular activity before the boss arrived. They claim they didn’t know the girls were prostitutes when they arranged for them to gather at the hotel where they had arranged accommodations for thirty. Really? The public has been assured their indiscretions did not present a national security risk by revealing any government secrets during pillow talk, nor was there a risk of terrorism (unless you count when their wives found out). About the only thing the prostitutes walked away with were the agents’ jobs and reputations.
The Chef here is promoting his own spring love fest by setting up a Speed Dating night in the lobby/bar. I guess it's sort of like musical chairs. I hope it turns out better than the commercial. No, I will not be attending, but I would like to be a fly on the wall. Based on previous attendance for social functions, I wonder if it’ll be attracting the usual 20 something crowd… and one ‘hoping to get lucky’,geezer. The Chef’s other plan to increase business involves a girl’s night out. In case things get too hot, the hotel’s booked a firemen’s convention.
We’re supposed to broaden our horizons for new food flavors now. Someone has created
peanut butter and jelly vodka. Then there’s BLT potato chips, and the quintessential bacon milkshake. Are you noticing the food groups targeted here? If you ask me, it’s just another market ploy to keep Americans eating unhealthy and staying fat. Okay, here’s my contribution: avocado ice cream, winter squash bagels, and shrimp scampi cookies.
Yesterday, ONTORICHMOND.COM took out a full page ad in the newspaper announcing that the U.S. Navy had made its first and last attempt to take Richmond by water,
(otherwise known as the Battle of Drewry’s Bluff). The bloody battle lasted a week with Union forces failing to take the Confederate Capital. It’s been a hundred and fifty years for God’s sake; let it go. You still lost. Get over it.
President’s Secret Service’s advance team for his visit to Columbia scheduled a little extracurricular activity before the boss arrived. They claim they didn’t know the girls were prostitutes when they arranged for them to gather at the hotel where they had arranged accommodations for thirty. Really? The public has been assured their indiscretions did not present a national security risk by revealing any government secrets during pillow talk, nor was there a risk of terrorism (unless you count when their wives found out). About the only thing the prostitutes walked away with were the agents’ jobs and reputations.
The Chef here is promoting his own spring love fest by setting up a Speed Dating night in the lobby/bar. I guess it's sort of like musical chairs. I hope it turns out better than the commercial. No, I will not be attending, but I would like to be a fly on the wall. Based on previous attendance for social functions, I wonder if it’ll be attracting the usual 20 something crowd… and one ‘hoping to get lucky’,geezer. The Chef’s other plan to increase business involves a girl’s night out. In case things get too hot, the hotel’s booked a firemen’s convention.
We’re supposed to broaden our horizons for new food flavors now. Someone has created
peanut butter and jelly vodka. Then there’s BLT potato chips, and the quintessential bacon milkshake. Are you noticing the food groups targeted here? If you ask me, it’s just another market ploy to keep Americans eating unhealthy and staying fat. Okay, here’s my contribution: avocado ice cream, winter squash bagels, and shrimp scampi cookies.
Yesterday, ONTORICHMOND.COM took out a full page ad in the newspaper announcing that the U.S. Navy had made its first and last attempt to take Richmond by water,
(otherwise known as the Battle of Drewry’s Bluff). The bloody battle lasted a week with Union forces failing to take the Confederate Capital. It’s been a hundred and fifty years for God’s sake; let it go. You still lost. Get over it.