tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663809998836958521.post3301799690547918742..comments2016-04-27T07:42:32.353-04:00Chris Connollyhttps://plus.google.com/106797317096569855504[email protected]Blogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663809998836958521.post-83143920715027533202008-07-17T11:06:00.000-04:002008-07-17T11:06:00.000-04:00Thanks for responding. I'm trying to make some blue ice so I can recapture that taste sensation without going all the way back to Antarctica. If you're in the Wisconsin area in two and a half million years or so, drop me a line and we can drink a toast.Chrischrisconnollyonline.com[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663809998836958521.post-65437747370513401822008-07-17T10:48:00.000-04:002008-07-17T10:48:00.000-04:00There is something twisted and beautiful about sinking a million year old ice chink into a drink. It's so casual yet earned. Also, I laughed reading the -Yo Mama- snaps. The best ones were: #1)counting penguins and #2)the first one that gets all intellectual about the difference between seals (second from the last). I give it a NEAT-O.Anonymous[email protected]