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oh!!! this so trumps that flavored water thing for your faucet!!
Posted by: crossgirl | September 28, 2007 at 09:33 AM
Alas, I thought Dave might be referring to a way to publish your own books at home. :( Makes me sad enough to drink. Who's buyin'? It's 5:38 somewhere.
Posted by: Annie, In Charge of the Entire West Coast | September 28, 2007 at 09:34 AM
Still need my cabin/cabana boy to fetch it to the couch.
Posted by: Annie, In Charge of the Entire West Coast | September 28, 2007 at 09:35 AM
Nope.
I'm still holding out for one of these that uses grain instead of extract. Plus, I'd mount it on a trailer so I could tailgate with it...
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | September 28, 2007 at 09:39 AM
DPC - don't you have some coffee beans to crush? ;p
Posted by: Annie, In Charge of the Entire West Coast | September 28, 2007 at 09:41 AM
No.
Why would I crush them?
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | September 28, 2007 at 09:47 AM
Advisory to people who consume too much beer:
Stay off the roof.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | September 28, 2007 at 10:03 AM
What kind of "beer"? I don't do industrial and they won't tell me.
Posted by: J.E.C.666 | September 28, 2007 at 10:04 AM
It things like that that make you realize that sometimes technology really rocks!
Posted by: Wench Lizzy | September 28, 2007 at 10:08 AM
*ALERT!*
DO NOT TELL MR POO ABOUT THIS!!!!!!!
(He needs a reason to get up during commercials. I can't deal with the bedsores anymore)
Posted by: Punkin Poo | September 28, 2007 at 10:09 AM
Annie, you can always buy one and set it next to the couch. That way cabana boy will be free to perform other 'errands'.
Just an idea...
Posted by: ellie | September 28, 2007 at 10:09 AM
ellie....good idea. Hopefully it doesn't make too much noise, so I can hear the tv. Hopefully the fridge doesn't, either.
Posted by: Annie, In Charge of the Entire West Coast | September 28, 2007 at 10:13 AM
Apropos of the above, old joke:
Did you hear what happened to Lady Figidaire?
Lord Kelvinator.
Posted by: SW | September 28, 2007 at 10:18 AM
'FRigidaire.' As in 'frigid.'
sw - where old jokes go to die.
Posted by: Annie, Chargling 'o the Entire West Coast | September 28, 2007 at 10:33 AM
I didn't have the patience to navigate through the whole site.... Did anyone happen to see what it costs?
Posted by: Adult Delinquent | September 28, 2007 at 10:44 AM
Geezers only - Remember the rabbit who was found snoozing in the fridge. He said, "It's a Westinghouse isn't it? Well I'm westing."
(I don't think Westinghouse makes appliances anymore.)
Posted by: pogo | September 28, 2007 at 10:48 AM
*shrug* Nothing new here - a drill and a long threaded shank will give you the same thing - but with real homebrew instead of one of those 5-liter minikegs.
Posted by: Clean Hands | September 28, 2007 at 11:09 AM
A friend of mine has a tap built into the side wall of his garage - right next to the pool. He really DOES need a cabana boy!
Posted by: DeskDiva | September 28, 2007 at 11:13 AM
"sw - where old jokes go to die."
Hey, I'm a firm believer in oral. Oral history.
Besides, looks like I'm sharing space with pogo.
Posted by: SW | September 28, 2007 at 11:30 AM
psst...someone tell Dave he's wealthy.
Posted by: snarky | September 28, 2007 at 12:14 PM
And he's healthy, snarky (for a 60-year-old, that is). He needs to go to bed earlier. He's still missing the wise part. ;-)
JUST KIDDING DAVE!!! *SMOOOOOOOOCH!!!*
Posted by: DeskDiva | September 28, 2007 at 12:47 PM