I deep fried a Twinkie the other day and ate it. We also made buffalo wings and fish and chips.
There’s a decadent aroma upstairs of jerky cooking. We’ve got a few pounds of well-marinated venison in the dehydrator right now. Yum.
My Tim Tam order came in today. I tore into one [...]
Oh great. I can’t take his money. I can’t print my own money. I have to work for my money. Why don’t I just lay down and die?
It happens every damned year. I get really into the Christmas spirit - about a week after Christmas. Bah.
Inigo: Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die. Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
Count Rugen: Stop saying that!
Inigo: Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
Count Rugen: No!
Inigo: Offer me money!
Count Rugen: [...]
I just spent $100 on cookies. Something called Tim Tams that Aussies rave about. They’d better be worth it, or else I will blame all of Australia for the loss of my $100.
Went to see The Two Towers tonight. It was very good. I fear that I was a bit lost since it’s more esoteric than Fellowship of the Ring and I haven’t read the series in 15 years or so. Now I’m going to have to re-read it, since I’m all emotionally attached [...]
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