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Nom nom nom!
My red beans and rice doesn't have enough beans, but is still delicious. Want some? PSYCHE!
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Bowiemas
Happy Bowiemas, everyone! How are you going to celebrate the birthday of the Goblin King?
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"Where are their arms and legs? It's not okay!"
Oh wow. Gene's Snake Song is hilarious. I love snakes but I appreciate the sentiment.
I love the Belcher kids so much. I wish they were real.
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Observations while driving
I think it's Lesbian Day in Windsor. Twice in 5 minutes I saw two women together and they either kiss or hold hands while crossing the street.
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I was tempted to yell at the crone outside of Met Hospital holding the "abortion stops a beating heart" sign, but she looked like she could disintegrate at any moment. She's probably hedging her bets that there's a Heaven.
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I am part of the pro-bike camp where I think some cyclists need to be clubbed with a clue-bar. Actually, I'm glad they are on bikes because they would probably kill someone in a car.
Can I be pro-bike but complain about idiot cyclists? I say, YES.
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I love this Autumn weather. I can have my car window open. I don't like randoms asking me for change while I'm stuffing my face. I don't have any change. I used my credit card for this. Uncomfortable. In retrospect, I should have given her my fries. But I'm pretty sure she wanted booze. Next time...
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Bleah
Apparently it's 20, but the sodden air hangs like an uncomfortable hot moist something. Ugh. All I hear outside is the din of my neighbours' air conditioners.
Screw you, nature. My AC is joining the choir.
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I heard an interview of with scientist discussing the weaknesses in the conceit that paleo diets are more natural from an evolution point of view..
Young interviewers. I found the abuse of the word, "cool" quite disappointing. Oh, and the use of "gajillion". I'm glad there weren't many "like's" peppered in there. Jinkies.
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Ow!
I have my first war wound of the season. I seem to have chafed the entire inside of my thigh with my boxers. Ow!
This is good in a way, because I would have run too ambitiously for my own good.
It hurts like a dickens, but hey, it's kind of a badge of honour. Why be ashamed, right? Every rash, every blister, every bloody nipple is a sign that motion has occurred, right? Yay me!
Still, ow! Here's to Body Glide and Band-Aids
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Fake-assoulet attempt #2
Ok. When they say acid toughens beans, they are right.
Tasty, but a little dry. I should have added some liquid near the end.
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