Things I'm grooving on at the moment.
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terribleturnipWell, not at the moment. But lately. When I'm not at work, nose to the grindstone. Whoops! Down to the vomer bone!
Simply Enjoy Coconut Gelato...especially if you add mini-chocolate chips or the real chocolate sprinkles that King Arthur Flour catalog carries. You will have to floss later because of the coconut pieces, but that's okay. The flavor is amazing, the texture wonderful and it comes in a big-*** container, which, combined with my own big-*** and its development thereof, is the only unfortunate thing about it.
A Larum by Johnny Flynn. Old-timey, Englishy, Rootsy Folky...the kind of music you dream of wandering into a pub and having a band set up and play while you're enjoying a few pints. As opposed to the last few times I've wandered into a pub that promised live music only to be assaulted by a Led Zeppelin cover band. In an Irish/English pub? What the...
Bonk, by Mary Roach. I loved her earlier book, Stiff, which was about the "lives" of cadavers. Naturally, I find the subject matter interesting, but her writing style...I want to kill her and steal it for my own. In Bonk, she visits the science of sex. Now if only I could rearrange my life so that I could read more than a few paragraphs at a time -- the five to ten minutes I can spare before I pass out from exhaustion each night is not enough!
Simply Enjoy Coconut Gelato...especially if you add mini-chocolate chips or the real chocolate sprinkles that King Arthur Flour catalog carries. You will have to floss later because of the coconut pieces, but that's okay. The flavor is amazing, the texture wonderful and it comes in a big-*** container, which, combined with my own big-*** and its development thereof, is the only unfortunate thing about it.
A Larum by Johnny Flynn. Old-timey, Englishy, Rootsy Folky...the kind of music you dream of wandering into a pub and having a band set up and play while you're enjoying a few pints. As opposed to the last few times I've wandered into a pub that promised live music only to be assaulted by a Led Zeppelin cover band. In an Irish/English pub? What the...
Bonk, by Mary Roach. I loved her earlier book, Stiff, which was about the "lives" of cadavers. Naturally, I find the subject matter interesting, but her writing style...I want to kill her and steal it for my own. In Bonk, she visits the science of sex. Now if only I could rearrange my life so that I could read more than a few paragraphs at a time -- the five to ten minutes I can spare before I pass out from exhaustion each night is not enough!
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Date: 2008-08-13 01:31 pm (UTC)However - my recent addiction is dark chocolate covered SEA SALTED cashews from whole foods. Un-effing-believable.
We missed you last night by the way... you missed some pretty DAMN GOOD mojitos (Capt's recipe, of course) and my famous spinach lasagna. And other girly things. :-)
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Date: 2008-08-13 02:55 pm (UTC)From a parody version of "Scotland the Brave":
Used to say in faither's day,
Ye could hear the bagpipes play.
But now you hear the regal tones
O' Elton John and the Rolling Stones
The Corries wrote that in the 1970s. It's been going on forever. We could presumably update it for the 21st century.