We were a half hour late for the church bake sale and they were all gone. All the butter lambs. I was crushed. I thought about making my own but I didn't have that special tool. So I can't silence him by eating his head first. Doesn't feel like Easter without it.
I almost signed up for a how-to-make-a-butter-lamb class this year but was busy that weekend so couldn't attend. Judging from the list of what we had to bring to make one, the "special tool" would seem to be a garlic press. I assume you press some butter through it to make the wool. Oh well, maybe next year!
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.
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some good ones today - thanks
Party on! Happy Easter! But hey, where's the butter lamb? Did he not get an invite this year?
We were a half hour late for the church bake sale and they were all gone. All the butter lambs. I was crushed. I thought about making my own but I didn't have that special tool. So I can't silence him by eating his head first. Doesn't feel like Easter without it.
I almost signed up for a how-to-make-a-butter-lamb class this year but was busy that weekend so couldn't attend. Judging from the list of what we had to bring to make one, the "special tool" would seem to be a garlic press. I assume you press some butter through it to make the wool. Oh well, maybe next year!
Must be Shatner's Corvette next to Leonard's Riviera. Please un-invite the monster from Piedras Blancas OK? He always hogs the punchbowl.
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