Hee. Okay, I probably don't love it as much as Emmett.
He loves it a lot. He's already read his complete set from one end to the other and started again.
eta: Err, don't look at me about the Rand.
::looks at Liese about the Rand. A hard suspicious look::
Agave oatmeal bread is in its first proofing.
You can't respect a methodical approach and make three changes to the recipe all at once, but we shall see.
It wasn't me. I swear! I mean, I'm pretty sure.
Mmm, ita, that sounds wonderful. Today's experiemental bread for me was supposed to be a yogurt cornbread. But I slacked. Maybe tomorrow.
Who the hell's been slipping him Ayn Rand when I wasn't looking?
He's been watching Oprah and/or reading The Secret!
My future childrearing strategy will include Dash Their Dreams Early and You Are Not Special. But I guess I will leave the imaginary friends alone.
My future childrearing strategy will include Dash Their Dreams Early and You Are Not Special.
Mine would have too. With a side helping of "No, it really is *my* house."
You've got to take the long term view.
Does anyone remember the scene in Max Headroom when Edison Carter wakes up in Theora Jones' bedroom completely covered in a thousand teddy bears of all shapes & sizes? I loved that scene.
Oh, yeah. Man, it's a good thing I wasn't older and that internet fandom wasn't around with me in it back then.
Here's hoping things progress again for you soon, Tom.
What does it say to me that I found the "final" Calvin & Hobbes cartoon much sadder than the Robot Chicken claymation?
With a side helping of "No, it really is *my* house."
That's the main course. If I'm feeling sweet, it comes after, "It is your home also, but..."
Lots of only a little delayed -ma and cheerleading, Tom.
ION, I'm in Portland, or at least near there. YAY. Cass, as always, rocks, except she made me buy stuff I don't need.