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from John Brand's Observations on Popular Antiquities, published 1813:

Dumb Cake
Among love divinations may be reckoned the dumb cake, so called because it was made without speaking, and afterwards the parties were to go backwards up the stairs to bed and put the cake under their pillows, when they were to dream of their lovers.I'm sorry, I'm just ( Read more... )

I'm almost completely bored, right now. I'll bet if my back wasn't achy right now, I'd be even more bored.

I'm bored enough right now, that I'm looking up opium pipes on eBayThis makes perfect sense. Nazi memoribilia can't be shipped country-to-country on eBay due to "sensitivity" but you can sell vintage drug paraphenilia. Don't they have some ( Read more... )

I'm really bored right now. I want somebody to talk to me ( Read more... )

Well, for those interested in what's going on with the double job search, Scott did not get the position at Kinko's. Instead, one of the temp agencies he had worked through in the past called him today with a job that starts on Monday. It's a little less than he had been making, but right now, some job is better than no job ( Read more... )

Hopefully, at least Scott will gain employment today *crosses fingers ( Read more... )

I say so because I am eating some taco chips with this very unusual chili-cheesy dip. Scott made it. He used Cheez-Whiz.

My "pretty boys" folder still consumes my brain-meats. So many pretty boys...

Nothing interesting happened today.

There are a lot of things I should be doing, right now. I should probably wipe that film of dust off of the television screen. I should probably get a hold of First Federal Bank of Ohio, to check on my inheritance, you know, so I can move to Los Angeles. I should probably change the cat litter in Bob's box ( Read more... )

Damn electric zombie-box... I told somebody that I'd call them by 4am today, and if not to call me at any time after noon today.

Well, looks like this is going to be one of those weekends when two dorks collide, regardless...

I'm not sure exactly as to why, but my "pretty boys" photo file on this 'puter is fucking with my brain... I've found my precious brain-meats spontaneously fantasize about the subject of one photo in particular (and, no, I'm not going to post it here, because I will never hear the end of it, this being reasonably public, and all). Not sure why. ( Read more... )