I was looking up snow fall totals on my iPod when Bob walked in. Bob keeps a watch on the weather and is damn good with the information that he gives so I put my iPod away and just asked Bob.
"About an inch by morning," Bob said.
"That's what's she said," I replied.
I don't think Bob liked it too much but I got a laugh from the waitress.
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Tonight's side was roasted sweet potatoes, tossed with oil olive, salt, a hint of pepper, finely diced onions and a little bit of cinnamon. It complemented whatever chunk of beef that was on sale, I think it was a top round roast, which doesn't get too tender in the pressure cooker but ain't too bad. There was a Caesar salad too.
Last week it was mashed potatoes, half sweet, half Maine, with a little bit of butter, a little bit of half & half, a little bit of fresh garlic and a good portion of salt, whipped to death.
I like potatoes.
A random note in my random notes for my random blog for random thoughts for
puppies for cats for for lizard for Apple pie for space cadets for rain for
sleet for the Canadian rapper, Snow…
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I have 1 million notes in my head and 1 million other notes from other
people Kept in the place where my bathing suit covers. I’m sitting on a
tiny litt...
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