Fox and Trump continue their strange profit-tango

Artwork I like always gets a nod (when I’m awake enough to nod)

Thou? If you want. Loaf of bread? Unnecessary. All I need is the bottle.

Recap of my trip to North Carolina for the 2010 Grandfather Mountain Highland Games

This is a transcript of a conversation I had tonight. I will be translating half of it from the original “cat.”
“Hey.”
“Hey, kitty.”
“I want some of that.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Yes, I do.”
“No, you don’t, trust me.”
“I do NOT trust you, I want some.”
“No you don’t! Here, here’s the knife, smell that.”
“Yeah, no, I don’t want that. I want what YOU’RE having.”
“This IS what I’m having!”
“Then put some of it down here.”
“”I’m not wasting a whole square inch of sandwich just so you can find out you don’t want it!”
“Mom would …

I realized when I started this post that I never posted the results of my bout with South Beach Phase One in January. I was able to lose almost four inches around my waist. That was then. I’m doing SBP1 again (notice my level of familiarity with the program, that I can confidently sling about the acronym as if I invented the thing), and I’m a week into it. And I have lost almost two inches at this point. An important note here is that …

Here is an open challenge – find me a better meal for you than this one.
The Chick-fil-a Chargrilled Chicken Sandwich – Here’s the skinny (pun intended).  Boneless chicken breast, marinated in some sort of yummy-sauce, on a wheat bun with lettuce, tomato, and pickle.  It comes with Honey Roasted BBQ sauce, and in the combo, is accompanied by waffle-cut fries and a drink.
How to make it good for you:  substitute the fruit cup for the fries; it’s more expensive, but you’re buying better health and an insulin-crash-free afternoon (with help …

I’ve been wanting to for quite some time – ever since I found out it was illegal (or at least the distribution of it was, which is no longer true), that some of the most notable writers of the Victorian and Romantic periods were fans, and that the culture that surrounded it was worth experiencing, even if it were based around a myth. I am talking about Absinthe. After its demonization in Europe in the late 19th Century, as well as one case of faulty inductive reasoning by …

One of the things I like about posting from the Blackberry is that I can do this before I forget about it. Like right now, I’m eating at Razzoo’s in Dallas. It may not be super-authentic, but its a damn sight closer to Cajun than nearly anyplace we have in Nashville. I started with some fried pickles, which are great – I’m fighting the urge to call Carmen and gloat that I’m having them and she’s not. And I’m by myself, and there’s enough for four people. A box will …