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I think the saints will march in.
Like they do every hurricane. We can't look at Katrina as evidence that New Orleans' luck has run out. Most of the time we are saved, protected from impending doom. And, with such a gentle name, Gustav can't possibly do anything mean. Either way we find ourselves once again at this juncture. I'm antzy, nervous and my stomach has suddenly grown ( Read more... ) -
Sometimes the squeaky wheel gets replaced.
The cocaine energy drinks taste like spicy shit that's been hiding in the ass of a hooker for enough time that it's developed a serious problem called gonorrhea ( Read more... ) -
America is bliss.
I often wonder why I genuinely cannot stand most people I come into contact with at work. The customers are certainly not involved in any brain trust. But, I often give them the benefit of the doubt. Maybe they really don't know how to look and observe before asking me a question. Perhaps they just had a bad day, or maybe I'm in a crabby mood ( Read more... ) -
A Failed Seeker
So, I find myself in a bit of a bad place once again. Nothing serious, just a need to feel like I'm appreciated for what I do. Underappreciation is the name of the game, and I've just realized suddenly what kind of organization I work for. No offense to those out there who are high school dropouts (my father, if I'm not mistaken being one of them ( Read more... ) -
singular selections slicing slimy samples sacreligiously
As you may have guessed, I made a chocolate mousse yesterday. I've never had trouble cooking anything before. But, Christ almighty that shit's rough to figure out. I went through 3 packets of unflavored gelatin trying to figure out how to "Bloom" the stuff, then the chocolate seized up on me, and that was a bitch to fix. Luckily I had my good ( Read more... ) -
tabla rasa
What is it about you that I can't stand? Is it my own self-loathing? What about all these morbid fantasies I have, the way I can so easily devise an exotic, different way to kill? I can think of a million! And, they're vivid. Wrenches, skulls, their finally meeting in a glorious display of bone shrapnel and hot, red vino. Gorgeous! But, will ( Read more... ) -
A man is not judged by the failures, but by his ability to kick ass and take names - Guss
Sweet ramblings of my friend scotch, like sugar plum fairies of yesteryear, dance around in my head. Well, they did several hours ago. I went to the coolest New Years Eve celebration I can ever hope to attend. There was an amazingly large fire that shot up embers of orange, and as they danced around each other in a swirling universe of flame and ( Read more... ) -
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I made this awesome chocolate sauce. I was very proud of my achievements. The practical applications of it are endless. It could potentially be used as a hot fudge over a really fresh vanilla bean ice cream, or even a high end "catsup" as I called it last night. See, what I did was made some sweet potato fries. I coated them with brown sugar, ( Read more... ) -
Just some random thoughts...
I just found a new bathroom in Mercy Hall here at Loyola. I really thought that the only Men's room in the entire place was on the first floor. Then I found one on the second and was really excited. See, I love bathrooms. I don't know why but I'm always interested in new bathrooms and what they look like. Plus they're good for things like ( Read more... )