Jesse, was the BBQ good?

Liese, at best God was having a laugh at your expense.

My current quick pasta sauce is now cream, freshly ground pepper, and freshly diced tomatoes.

I wish I had any conviction I was going to get an appetite tonight.

I should just eat anyway.

Oh man, Liese. I feel sad in a slightly laughing sort of way for your young self.

Jesse, was the BBQ good?

I didn't even have it! The locals brought us to... Grand Luxe, which is apparently a Cheesecake Factory spinoff. America.

Liese mad god snicker.

You know, downloading that free Supernatural ep of iTunes is fast. I mean, compared to other means I might have ever used to acquired TV.

I should put it on the video iPod and then watch it as I walk to work tomorrow. It'll be the 21st century version of me reading books on my walk to and from school.

Re: Pie crusts - what about Naked Apple Pie and crusts made out of graham vracker crumbles or oreo bits or that cereal that i can't remember the name of? Grapenuts. Oh, and Shepherd's Pie is totally pie in my book. It's right there in the name. If I bake it in a pie pan, I feel justified in calling it pie, basically.

The cobbler I grew up with was basically fruit and sugar topped with biscuits, yes. Yummy.

I have to write professional thank you emails and I hate writing and having to concentrate on saying the right things.

Free Supernatural ep? Sweet. I was wondering how I'd get to see that.

Liese, at best God was having a laugh at your expense.

I know, right? But he does this all the time.

Oh man, Liese. I feel sad in a slightly laughing sort of way for your young self.

Totally. I was so forlorn. And yet mockable. And yet bereft.

Also I'm deeply amused that when prompted to tell that story, I remember very distinctly the difference of opinion I had about the brunette Barbie and the blonde Barbie. Terrible the early societal influences. I'm pretty sure the brunette Barbie got to drive the Barbie Corvette, and the blonde Barbie was the interloper in the married brunette Barbie's happy household. (What? There was a wedding set. You had to break them up if you were going to have more weddings.)

Suddenly I feel dirty, like I need to assert that I also had an extensive Matchbox car collection and I played with sticks and dirt outside a lot.

I played with friends' barbies. I had 2, I think. They got radical haircuts and had mad affairs with Chuck, one of my brother's dolls. Which is fucking weird, if I think of it. (I don't recall the age range.) The vintage 60s barbies at my friends were the most fascinating.

What I do recall playing a lot with was Green Lantern (sorry, paperdol) and some similar sized girly figure. I can't recall what they were named. We blew things up. Including the dolls. GI Joes were particularly sucessful.

Oh yeah, and I almost bought a big giant set of Tinkertoys during the last photo scavenger hunt. I came home and told the SO and he was all, and you didn't, why?

Man, I loved Tinkertoys. You could do anything with them.