My brother Fritz pointed out to me that it has been over six months since my last post. He apparently thought that six months was a long time. It's all a matter of perspective, though. I mean, if we're talking about how often I shave, then yes, I suppose some people would say that six months is a long time. But if we're talking about how often I shave my legs, then I think six months is just about right, right?
Anyway, I really just haven't come up with a lot of good material lately (and if I have any readers left, you can submit suggestions to firstname.lastname@example.org. I might even read them!). Usually something random pops into my brain, and then it starts writing itself. So I figured I'd just start typing and we'll see if what spews forth ends up being funny. Spew is kind of a funny word, right? Maybe I could just make a list of funny words.
Taco 12 Pack
Hmm... my list seems to have morphed into the Taco Bell menu. Isn't that just the typical way of things?
I suppose I should address the rather large elephant in the room and tell you how things went with my attempt at Veganism. I am afraid that I did not successfully stay meat free for the full 40 days. My downfall was cheating during my trip to DC. Once I again tasted shrimp, chicken and beef (and I think an ostrich burger came into play too), there was just no going back. And cheese, oh wonderful cheese. There just weren't enough reasons left that I could think of to continue on with the experiment. I did manage to stay away from Dr. Pepper for about 2 months, and I also managed somehow to get rid of the extra pounds that gradually snuck up on me since high school. I suppose my body was afraid I might subject it to more tofu, collared greens, and flax seed. But anyway, I am now once again happily eating food that once walked and frolicked and had parents. And odds are that I probably ate their parents, too. Mmm... tasty, tasty parents.
Lois, of course, is still faithfully eating only things which sprang forth from the ground. I thought she was nearly cured when she mistook mustard greens for kale and had a very nasty green smoothie one morning (I mean, nastier than usual). But no, she threw out the smoothie, used the remaining mustard greens in a miso soup, and right now she's probably happily crunching away on a raw zucchini. And I am dying to try this braised partridge recipe I just found.
And another thing: