I am looking for a banquet hall, or something similar for a 21st birthday party I am planning in November 2009. I need somewhere that has free parking, because I have a lot of out of towners coming. Also the most important thing, I want something that has a sort of industrial kitchen and a bar, because I am doing my own catering but we do not have a big enough kitchen to cook in.

I am a recent Culinary Arts Graduate, and I have a few students I usually work with, and A lot of catering places we just don’t agree with. Someone please help. I plan to have about 100-150 people there. It may seem like I have a lot time but I need to get started now, because I want a nice elegant party.

I have just purchased a log modular home. The walls in the living room are cream colored. One wall has log all along it. It is a light tint. Light is no problem. I want a clean/fresh look but also keeping in the log tradition. Can anyone help, Thanks…

Just tell your story, you probably have something to tell…

For me, who have worked in furniture making: sometimes I get to send the furniture, I love to see customer homes, anyway I remember the factory well having to work late. programming: the way I can’t stop making program, it’s addiction, though to many sitting. And In restaurant kitchen: it’s just the best atmosphere I ever have and someday I look forward to become chef again, as currently I’m in law degree.

I guess I love being in the kitchen, though I kinda have doubt with the income.

10 pts. for detailed or good answer

It would make it so much easier to get your drink friends to the car.
* drunk friends

i just maxed out at 150 pounds on a bench pressing machine (i know haha, not a lot). the machine was one of those were you sit up on a chair and then push the bar forward, using pulleys to lift the weight up. is that different than benching while laying back on a bench the tradition way? and if it is, about how much do you think i would have maxed out on if i had done it that way. thanks very much.

During the summer I see retired folks parking their RV’s in the back 40. I understand it’s a courtesy and the store benifits from extra security and purchase made. I thought what if I was retired and wanted to live inside Wal-Mart. First you get a P.O. box that some store provide to get mail. There is usually a fast food restaurant or snack bar or both. In the evening the night crew could care less if you goto lawn and garden and sleep on the lawn furniture. You can spounge bath in the restrooms and if you need clothes you have an endless supply. Plenty of company too. It’s easy to strike up conversations with others. Wonder how long before management caught on and if they would even care as long as you weren’t a nusiance.

We are looking for complete home furniture – Sofas, Dining, Bedroom Sets, Kitchen Sets, Cup boards for our home. Please suggest shops in Pune which offer quality furniture at worthy rates. Thanks.

I rescued a puppy two nights ago and after a trip to the vet, found out she has worms. The vet gave her a dewormer. I have been keeping her in the kitchen, with paper, but my two-year-old keeps begging to play with her. She isn’t lethargic or anything. Obviously, I know not to let him near her stool and we’re keeping that cleaned up well, but can he play with her as long as she is clean?
He doesn’t put anything in his mouth, actually. He’s almost 3.

Screwed

An explorer in the deepest Amazon suddenly found himself
surrounded by a bloodthirsty group of natives. Upon surveying the situation, he said quietly to himself,

"Oh God, I’m screwed."

A ray of light fell from the sky and a voice boomed out,

"No, you are not screwed. Pick up that stone at your feet and
bash in the head of the chief standing in front of you."

So the explorer picked up the stone and proceeded to bash the life out of the chief. He stood above the lifeless body,
breathing heavily, surrounded by 100 natives with looks of shock on their faces.

The voice boomed out again, "Okay, NOW you’re screwed."

Death

Becky was on her deathbed. Her husband, Jake, was maintaining a
vigil by her side. He held her fragile hand, tears ran down his
face. His praying roused her from her slumber. She looked up and
her pale lips began to move slightly.

"My darling Jake," she whispered.

"Hush, my love," he said. "Rest. Shhh. Don’t talk."

She was insistent. "Jake," she said in her tired voice. "I have
something I must confess to you."

"There’s nothing to confess," replied the weeping Jake.
"Everything’s all right, go to sleep."

"No, no. I must die in peace, Jake. I slept with your brother,
your best friend and your father."

"I know darling," he replied. "That’s why I poisoned you."

Ahead

A man is waiting for his wife to give birth. The doctor comes in and informs the dad that his son was born without a torso, arms or legs. The son is just a head!
But the dad loves his son anyway and raises him as well as he can, with love and compassion.

After 21 years, the son is old enough for his first drink. Dad
takes him to the bar and tearfully tells his son he is proud of
him. Dad orders up the biggest, strongest drink for his boy. With all the bar patrons looking on curiously and the bartender
shaking his head in disbelief, the boy takes his first sip of
alcohol.

Swoooop! A torso pops out!

The bar is dead silent; then bursts into a whoop of joy.
The father, shocked, begs his son to drink again. The patrons
chant "Take another drink"! The bartender still shakes his head in dismay.

Swoooop! Swoooop! Two arms pops out.

The bar goes wild. The father, crying and wailing, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant "Take another drink"!

The bartender ignores the whole affair.

By now the boy is getting tipsy, and with his new hands he
reaches down, grabs his drink and guzzles the last of it.

Swoooop! Swoooop! Two legs pop out. The bar is in chaos.

The father falls to his knees and tearfully thanks God.

The boy stands up on his new legs and stumbles to the left….
then to the right…. right through the front door, into the
street, where a truck runs over him and kills him instantly.

The bar falls silent. The father moans in grief.

The bartender sighs and says,

"That boy should have quit while he was a head."

English Royalty
The Pope and Queen Elizabeth were standing on a balcony beaming at the thousands of people in the forecourt below.

The Queen says to the Pope out of the corner of her mouth, "I bet
you a tenner that I can make every English person in the crowd go
wild with just a wave of my hand."

The Pope says, "No way. You can’t do that."

The Queen says, "Watch this."

So the Queen waves her hand and every English person in the crowd goes crazy, waving their little plastic Union Jacks on sticks and cheering, basically going ballistic.

The Pope thinks to himself for a minute and then he turns to her and says, "That’s pretty impressive, but I bet you I can make every Irish person in the crowd go wild, not just now, but for the rest of the week, with just one nod of my head."

The Queen goes, "No way, you can’t do that."

So the Pope headbutts her.

Why The English Language Is Hard To Learn

1. The bandage was wound around the wound.
2. The farm was used to produce produce.
3. The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.
4. We must polish the Polish furniture.
5. He could lead if he would get the lead out.
6. The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.
7. Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was
time to present the present.
8. A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.
9. When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.
10. I did not object to the object.
11. The insurance was invalid for the invalid.
12. There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.
13. They were too close to the door to close it.
14. The buck does funny things when the does are present.
15. A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.
16. To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
17. The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
18. After a number of injections my jaw got number.
19. Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.
20. I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.
21. How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?

Pearly Gates
Two men waiting at the Pearly Gates strike up a conversation.

"How’d you die?" the first man asks the second.

"I froze to death," says the second.

"That’s awful," says the first man. "How does it feel to freeze
to death?"

"It’s very uncomfortable at first," says the second man.

"You get the shakes, and you get pains in all your fingers and
toes. But eventually, it’s a very calm way to go. You get numb
and you kind of drift off, as if you’re sleeping. How about you,
how did you die?"

"I had a heart attack," says the first man. "You see, I knew my
wife was cheating on me, so one day I showed up at home
unexpectedly. I ran up to the bedroom, and found her alone,
knitting. I ran down to the basement, but no one was hiding
there, either. I ran up to the second floor, but no one was
hiding there either. I ran as fast as I could to the attic, and
just as I got there, I had a massive heart attack and died."

The second man shakes his head. "That’s so ironic," he says.

"What do you mean?" asks the first man.

"If you had only stopped to look in the freezer, we’d both still
be alive."
these jokes were originally posted by G00NER

i would appreciate some jokes in responce thanks

I’m moving to a small apartment, just one room + kitchen + bath room. Which means that I’m going to sleep in my living room. The thing is I don’t want a loft bed.. Do you know any good website where I can read find information about how to choose furniture for a small room, or some kind of "tool" which lets you virtually "furniture" rooms..Or maybe some good advice or online shop?

It was a cold day in Saginaw. The crispy brown and yellow leaves were falling at an alarming rate and the wind was howling with excitement.

“Erica!” Mrs. Smith shouted .
I could almost feel her anger radiate off her skin.
“This is the second time you’ve been staring out the window today! Make it a third and you’ll receive a call home” she said with a scowl.
I heard a snicker and turned around. Of course, there was my brother who sat directly behind me laughing at how dazed I was. My brother Ethan and I were almost like best friends. We told each other everything.
I gave my brother a sour look with my deep green eyes and swiftly turned around with my brown hair facing my brother before Mrs. Smith had another reason to give me a lecture.

We continued working on math until we heard a knock at the door and Mrs. Smith stood up from her desk promptly and opened it. Whoever was at the door appeared to be my age. She had golden eyes and curly dark brown hair. She looked as though she just walked off of a runway. “Is this the grade 10 Math Class?” I heard her ask in a hushed tone.” Of course! Come on in dear.”

She walked elegantly across the room and took her seat next to me. It was almost too elegant, considering she was wearing high heels. I was quite surprised she didn’t fall flat on her face.
My house was the smallest on the block, but I felt quite happy where I live. My house is just big enough for my family. My house was easy to pick apart from all the other houses on my street. It was like finding a dandelion within a dozen of roses.

I walked into my house and slammed the door to let my parents know I was home. After I crossed the hallway to enter the kitchen, I sat on a stool and leaned my elbows against the hard marble kitchen counter. We recently painted the kitchen a pale blue because mom claimed that the musty yellow color was bad for our health. I remember painting this kitchen. We couldn’t afford a painter to come in, so my brother and I bravely volunteered to paint it. My brother and I mostly flung paint at each other, but we still got the job done.

My thoughts were quickly interrupted when I felt something crawling up my shoulder. “Ahh!” I shrieked. What the hell is on my back? I quickly spun around and noticed it was just my brother. “The next time you do that the kitchen won’t be the only thing that’s blue!” I told him. “Oh I’m so scared!” he replied tauntingly while rolling his green eyes.
“Oh you better be” I muttered before running off to my room.
The next day at school, the “new” girl was sitting next to me. This would be a good chance to ask her name I thought, although she looked quite intimidating with her perfect face, brown eyes and curly hair. Are those real diamonds in her ears? I thought to myself.
Well, it would help to ask her name…
Like mom always told me,”Don’t Judge a book by its Cover.” So I looked in her direction and whispered quietly enough for her to hear. “Whats your name?” “Uhmm..Candice” she muttered back Her voice sounded softer than honey.. She didn’t seem willing to tell me more about herself, so I let the conversation drop.. She seems too perfect to be true.

Even in gym later that day she passed the volleyball so gracefully that the ball appeared to be just slipping off of her fingers. Our gym teacher was so impressed that they offered her to be on the volleyball team! I tried out and didn’t make it and she didn’t even need to try out? That’s not fair!

*I’d like to thank a yahoo member for giving me an idea for my story*

And i need constructive critisicm. If it sucks, than just come out and say so. Im not fishing for compliments, just so you know.

Yes, there is going to be a plot. Im just getting started, so there isnt much of a plot at the moment.
Im only 13.
Oh im not using it as an excuse. Im just letting you know in case you think im like a 20 year old or whatever. People tell me its kinda good for a person my age.
Oh its not a vampire book.
thanks for all your opinions and i changed it a little to make it sound better

My last name is birch and i was searching that up on google and i found out that there are Birch schools, Birch camps, birch restaurants, Birch farms, Birch bars, not to mention Birch Furniture stores. birch toy stores..

im saving up money to get my own place in about january but i want to start buying my furniture. wheres a good place to start looking. im on a budget for 5,000 includes the bed frame, living room set wit coffee table and a kitchen table
anything is helpful, thanx

I thought I was decided on which theme to do, but I am now more confused than ever! These are my top three choices. Please let me know what YOU would pick, and any ideas you would have for your theme. Also, how can I distinguish Tuscany from the French Bistro? Isn’t the decor a little similar?
Yard Man: I have seen you answer questions before and I believe your wife is an Italian designer? How lovely. However, I prefer a more homey and relaxed feel to ultra modern contemporary. I am not sure I could afford her suggestions! But I do appreciate your thoughts. I think all three themes are quite popular, maybe the Martini Bar a little less.

My husband, my 6 month old boy and I used to live in a small city without any other relatives except for my brother in law, who used to visit once or twice a week to keep company with my husband and play videogames or watch a movie. He sometimes eated with us, and also helped and brought some food as well. About a month ago the brother brought his wife from another state to live in a small appartment 5 minutes away from us. I thought it would be nice to have a female counterpart in the family but it has turned out hell. They both show up every weekend on Friday, Saturday and Sunday evening without even calling and expect us to feed them. They sit in the couch of the living room to watch TV and eat our food while my husband and I take care of the baby, clean, take a shower, study, cook, or do what little we can in our little spare time. We can’t even go out anymore. They dont offer to help, or bring any food, or clean after themselves, or invite us to their place. They spend their money in crap like beauty bars, dates, new expensive furniture and clothes, but they want to eat from us and spend our electricity. They are both college students and work 1/2 time. I work full time and my husband works 1/2 time and is on a Master’s program. We have to pay for daycare and are struggling to save every penny. I know it is easy to shut the door on their faces and I am willing to do it as a last resource, but can I have any creative tips since they are "family" and our "only" family in town? I am sick of being nice but I don’t want to create a quarrel unless there is no other way. Thanks!