I require cookies.

You still have an appetite?!

I've been doing this for 18 years AND I have a younger brother. It takes a LOT to gross me out.

In my head, it's the same tune as "What Does the Fox Say?"

It IS the same tune as "What Does the Fox Say?" Also, the guy in the spleen suit can really bust it.

Okay, clearly I need to take a break from butts and check out the dancing spleen.

I love that my life allows me to type a sentence like that one.

When I had my colonoscopy they gave me a report complete with pictures. In color. I'm very pink inside ....

I require cookies.

I have been in this industry too long. My first thought was "Huh, I generally block those."

My next article is on macular degeneration. No pictures. I feel a little cheated.

On the body poetry front, does anyone else remember the other Steve Martin?

Thank goodness that you've got a cerebellum,

If they ask you what it's for well you just tell 'em,

If you didn't have one you would surely lie there,

Till the buzzards came along and said O HAI THAR

ION, last night I used the ground pork from the farmer's market to make burgers, with just garlic and a bit of salt and pepper to hold it together. They were DELICIOUS. I think next time I may try toasting the buns a little, has anyone tried that?

It is too cold. I think I'm OK with it being cold outside as long as I know that it's warm inside, but it's cold inside, too. My living room has a huge picture window, with single-pane glass. I've got insulated curtains over it, and they help somewhat, but there's still a lot of cold coming in. And the couch is right in front of that window, because that's really the only way to arrange the room.

My dad toasts buns all the time. Usually on the grill, though.

The *other* Steve Martin? Like, not the Wild and Crazy Guy?

Whoops! That should have been Steve Allen.

Ah!

I toast everything, myself.