Belmondo had their fiddler, and it was good.

1/2 a beer poured into half a glass of milk is called horse jizz, even better if they're both room temperature or warmer. It's actually quite lovely to look at, there's a higher proportion of beer in the top of the glass so with light coming through it gets more golden as you go up.

Not much has happened thus far today, I'm currently eating some delecious polish sausage and washing it down with cold milk. Sammo is back in town, which can only mean one thing, soccer! ping pong! (okay, two things.) I mowed the lawn earlier with a nice diagonal stripe, as opposed to the normal straight out and back pattern. I should find ( Read more... )

Do you ever find yourself in the mood where you get a sense of how screwed up you are? I mean you can sense a little of the way you think and deal with things and realize how convoluted the whole process is, and how much healthier it's possible to be. I carry a lot of tension in my hands, I only notice it once and a while but especially when I ( Read more... )

My mom is the most amazing cook when it comes to throwing something together. I just ate the best cous cous of my life, more of a cous cous salad really. She cooked the cous cous in orange juice then served it cold mixed in with grated cauliflower, grilled ground turkey, chunks of chicken breast, sliced sweet pea pods, onion, and a drizzle of ( Read more... )

She wrote! She wrote!

My parents have friends over, they're acting like a bunch of little kids playing yahtzee and making fun of each other. I imagine the alcohol they've consumed has helped the cheer level, as well as the delicious little tidbits mom made to nibble. I should make a little raid on their snack collection actually, they're hogging it all ( Read more... )

I just copied the Dvorak op.51 score at the UMaine library, now it's ready for my general consumption and pleasure. I don't think I'll practice today, if so then it will only be a short amount of low pressure stuff. I'm a bit worried about A__, I'm two emails in and have yet to hear back, it's entirely possible that she doesn't have access to a ( Read more... )

Yesterday was an adventure. I especially enjoyed being offered a cigarette, playing a serious basketball game against 12 year olds (and winning), playing with a muscled action figure modeled after a viking, having absolutely no idea where I was for a good portion of the time, and a great goodbye hug. It was also great to hang out with an old ( Read more... )

Another tedious day has put me in a trying mood, it's not that I don't love my parents, it's just the fact that I'm around them ALL THE TIME and can't seem to get away. Perhaps tomorrow evening I will engage in masculine activities while watching the fireworks with friends. I have the first movement of Dvorak op.51 playing in my head, I can't ( Read more... )