On the internet, as usual, one thing leads to another. Somewhere in the vicinity of two in the morning (locally known as Oh Dark Hundred and/or Stupid O'Clock) I found myself on a website where I had been collected and indexed like some kind of trading card or exotic bug ( Read more... )

In the middle of a long discussion with spartanwerewolf about the similarities between Swedish and Estonian cuisine ( Read more... )

I tell my mother I am going to the store and ask if there is anything she needs. She, instead, asks me what I'm getting. I recite a short list. Toilet paper, etc, etc. "Oh, and herring ( Read more... )