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Seasonal Food Disorders

I freaking love mustard. The amount of my condimentiary amore cannot be measured in anything but the highest and best of scientific terms, usually reserved for such things as quantum hyperspatial cubes and valence bonds and zygotes. There is a level of attraction that goes beyond mere appreciation, which I hope I am conveying in [...]

I Speak French Now, That’s How Bad Things Are

Friday arrived like it just spent a couple of days on the road and pulled in on fumes and listening to Molly Hatchet on an 8-track. Because you know, Friday drives a ’69 Impala, olive green exterior, ratty interior with stale cheese fries stuffed in the back seat. No dancing hula girl though, because Friday [...]