(And really, a live minnow ontop of a mound of sushi rice -- now I am having grand fantasies of chasing your dinner all around the table, as it attempts to flop its way free and back into some body of water, possibly your water glass. Cheap entertainment!!)
My friend who taught English in Japan for a year had a meal with a bunch of businessmen where they served mostly-live food. The "dancing shrimp" (I think it was called) were brought out live and you behead it and shell it and dip it in soy sauce and pop it in your mouth.
And they all watched expectantly to see if she'd do it. So she made the guy next to her deshell the critter, lifted it up to her mouth with the chopsticks, her little soy sauce bowl poised. And even without a head, it twitched and hit her lip and she went "Gah!" and her soy sauce went flying everywhere and there was much merriment and amusement.
They also served a soup with live little fish in it.
Noah, K and I are going to see an exhibit at a museum called "Noah's Ark." Is it to thematic to dress him in his onesie that says, "The animals went in two by two?"
Oo, you're doing the Skirball exhibit? Fun! Totally put him in that onesie.
Is it to thematic to dress him in his onesie that says, "The animals went in two by two?"
His name is Noah - I think it is meant to be!
Ahrg. Went to do laundry and both machines are out of commission. Must go to laundromat now, and I don't wanna.
My dad just called to tell me that my little brother Michael just died.
I've been expecting this call for years. Michael was profoundly retarded and had a life expectancy at birth of 12 years maximum. He would have been 23 in another month. My parents did everything in their power to make sure he was happy, and he was a happy little guy. He was their baby for 23 years. That's a long damn time.
Anyway, I knew it was coming, but I hate it now that it's here.
I'm so sorry, Cor. Sending lots of sympathy in your direction.
I'm so sorry for you and your family, Cor. Sounds like Michael gave as much love as he got.
Oh, Corwood, I'm so sorry.
Corwoord, I'm so sorry. It's always sudden.
Expecting something doesn't necessarily make it any easier when it's there. My thoughts to you and your parents, Corwood.