When I eat fresh blueberries, my poop turns a funky army green color.
Hey, I know it’s not deep. But that’s what I’m thinking about today.
Hey, I know it’s not deep. But that’s what I’m thinking about today.
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Try beetroot juice and give yourself a real fright!
There was a scene in "The Last Emperor" (I think) where the little king is sitting on a potty having fun. Someone takes the bowl from under the potty, rolls it around and smells it. Then he hells out "More meat!". I almost fell out of my chair.
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Try Guinness, or so some of my male friends have assured me.
If I eat or drink something red or dark and my “exhaust” resembles the “input” it can be startling but It’s not really a surprise. It that blueberries (that are purplish on the outside and white on the inside) result in army green “output” that I find surprising
I water the garden. Then it rains, floods the roots, and all the plants die.
I don't water the garden. Then it doesn't rain and and all the plants die.
I think I am going to buy some plastic plants and put them in the garden...
I don't water the garden. Then it doesn't rain and and all the plants die.
I think I am going to buy some plastic plants and put them in the garden...
"In the garden, growth has its seasons. First comes spring and summer, but then we have fall and winter. And then we get spring and summer again."
--Chance "Chauncey" Gardner, 1979
On my mind, the silly debate of “football vs soccer” that once in a while spawns online. Looks like most people have an opinion and never bothered reading the history of the term football (which has nothing to do with kicking a ball) and soccer (which is not an American term).
A thanks to the mods. They know why.
On my mind, reading a book on Stoicism that is quite nice as it links it to CBT.
On my mind, reading a book on Stoicism that is quite nice as it links it to CBT.
And I second that vote of thanks.
Fascinating.
The more mundane matter of dinner is on my mind, at the moment.
Dinner is definitely one of the most important of the daily activities. I am not big on lunch (and I rarely have big lunches), but dinner is dinner.
Agreed.
Dinner shall take the form of gratin root vegetables (parboiled in stock first, then removed to a dish where minced garlic, (nine fat, luscious cloves) organic double cream, and some ladles of stock joined them on their journey in the oven; braised leeks with garlic, and aged fillet steak - cooked rare.
A glass (or two) of Montepulciano d'Abruzzo to accompany.
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I realized forgetting to wash the bio quinoa can be "crunchy" which was the only negative of a delicious kind of vegetable stew I made with pumpkin, peppers, lots of garlic, and carrots which I also had with a grilled duck breast.
Bins out, bed beckoning (I have succumbed - I had thought that I might hold out until November, but, alas, no...) and put on my electric blanket, books await.
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The absurd amount of food that gets thrown away in the dining hall. How about people just get small servings of everything in case they don't like it or they get full. They can always go back for more if necessary... no need to get a huge amount of food on your plate just to throw half of it away.
Also, completely unrelated, but I'm thinking of snagging two QSC K10.2 speakers for when I come home. I sold both my old amps, so I need something to use when performing. They're just unbelievably expensive (especially for two), but I'll have to make do—can't be using cheap gear these days.
Also, completely unrelated, but I'm thinking of snagging two QSC K10.2 speakers for when I come home. I sold both my old amps, so I need something to use when performing. They're just unbelievably expensive (especially for two), but I'll have to make do—can't be using cheap gear these days.
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My electric blanket has been on the last two days. Just 5-10 minutes to take the edge off. Not succumbed to putting the heating on yet though. See how late we can leave that one.
Well, I had hoped to wait until November before succumbing, but better warm than a slave to the calendar.
Likewise, my (lovely warm) woollen socks - starting from yesterday - have been broken out.
Farewell cotton, until next spring (late, next spring) unless we have an unseasonal warm spell before then.
All my life, I have had cold feet in winter, and - if my feet are cold - sleep is out of the question.
It’s about a degree warmer today. The rooms in our house range from 16-18.
Mrs AFB is already looking forward to summer!
My Dad however can’t wait so is off to Tanzania on Monday. Lucky chap!
Not much of an electric, blanket fan myself. Although I do love burying myself under a ton of mismatch blankets, and a cold winter night. Takes a while to warm up but then it’s just so comfy.