My grandmother's spaghetti sauce has cinnamon in it, so although I've never had Cincy chili, I always feel like it must be like that.

I suppose I could stir the cheese in and then add a dollop of sour cream? So complicated!

That is exactly what I do! But usually only one or the other.

So, among my coworkers and students there is some serious norovirus going around. It feels like an important time for good handwashing.

I love Cincy chili because I don't want beans in chili. Essentially I just want sloppy joes all the time.

I like beans in chili. Plus there's often the comedic side effect of flatulence.

Plus there's often the comedic side effect of flatulence

Priorities.

I make veggie chili, so mine has two types of beans. More if I have them in the house.

I've now spent $30 worth of my CFO's time arguing about a $30 expense she doesn't want to approve. Honestly.

Mmm, sloppy joe's.

I did successfully buy beans[pink] and rice[long-grain] (and cheese and sour cream) on the way to work this morning, so tonight there will be chili and I can experiment with garnishes.

Last Friday my boss sent out a note saying the ops orientation presentations would be happening yesterday and today. Last year I prepared this presentation but I never even practiced presenting it to anyone, so I figured the complete lack of notice meant I was not expected to present it this time either. This morning she swung by my desk and said I should come watch her present it, just to refamiliarize myself with it a little. So I went, and she does a little bit of intro, asks me if I want to go ahead and jump in and present, which, no, I don't really want to because the one thing I remember is that I had made notes about what to talk about but I don't remember where they are or how to see them, but she clicks to the first slide and, hey, there's my name, so I went ahead with it and it was fine and now that's done. Whee.

Rock on with your bad self, -t!

Yay -t!

Nice recovery, -t!