I am growing a little potted plant worth of Cajun peppers. They are supposed to be MILDLY spicy. I assumed that at all stages of their development that these peppers would be equally spicy. This is where more research before experimentation would have been appropriate. These are the peppers from hell.
Yesterday I picked one of these little ones and eagerly crunched down on it. For the next hour or so I was holding an ice cube to numb my lips and tongue from the deep burning - such a burning that only my enemies should know.
Now I worry about what is going to come out the other end. I am eating a few bowls of raisin bran to help soften the fire poop that is coming.
At least I didn't touch my eye like I once did while eating hot hot wings. I was blinded for 20 minutes on that occasion. Lucking I didn't touch myself while taking a pee. That would have meant taking a fresh frozen diaper out of the deep freeze.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.