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November 13th, 2006

13 Nov 2006, by

Sparse, trivial.

I’m like a genuine Missourian now. I had chili and pasta in the fridge and I willingly combined them and ate them together. Yes, I have ingested that abomination “chili mac”. (Huh, I just tried to link to the wikipedia entry on chili mac, and there isn’t one.) Maybe that’s a midwestern thing, not strictly a Missouri thing. They serve it in all the Steak ‘n’ Shakes and I know they have those outside Missouri. All I know is when I saw it for the first time I found it quite disturbing, alien, and wrong. Chili is rightfully served with chips or cornbread. To be fair, I had a cornbread muffin too. Also to be fair, the chili mac was pretty tasty.

I told someone Sergei was five last week and then repeated my exchange to Kurt who corrected me. He’s almost seven. He’s rightfully grey now, and getting much more sedate than he used to be. He’s also quite fond of his routine, and doesn’t like it if I change things around. He’s still scared of fireworks and thunderstorms.

My little handy dandy weekly forecast widget has pictures of snowflakes for Wednesday. You think?

I can’t tell you what a relief it is to have emails about comments that are really comments to the blog and not spam. Yay Kurt Block! Yay commenters! I’m sorry that you still get an error when you comment, by the way. I’ll be fixing that sometime soonish. In fact, I’m tending toward a revamp soonish, and it’s just my terrible design skills that are holding me back. At any rate, it seems we have “to ream” and “to juice” as alternate contenders for “to express”. I don’t like juice, because it’s all about what you gain, not what is lost to the poor lemon (or whatever fruit you happen to be juicing). And ream, hmmm, scary connotations there. It would be hard to use that metaphorically and have it suggest the right thing.

So do you like every day posting, even if it’s sometimes a bit sparse and trivial, like today?

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13 Nov 2006, by

Furry Bread

Not last night, the night before.

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