Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
Alas! this blog is
no longer where it is at.
Onwards! (Back to home.)



guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Saturday, June 15, 2002

We're freezing some of the Extreme Cocoa in an attempt to make an ice-cream sort of thing. And because we had lots left over. I just went and stirred it, and it's about the consistency of the perfect mud pie. Well, my perfect mud pie, at least. Fairly sloppy, but starting to stick together. Goopy. Fun.

I used to enjoy playing in mud. Lots. I have a vivid memory of my father looking down at me with amusement as I puddled in the lovely mud I had made for myself, saying: "I thought you were going to water the garden."

I probably would still enjoy playing in mud. It's not something I get the chance to do very often these days.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]

<< Home