Golly, I need to get me a Moon Pie.
(Why, you ask? Well, I told that story last year. [And OHMYGOD I can buy a "Throw me some MoonPies, Mister!" t-shirt on the Moon Pie web site!])
Cool, my shirt should be here in a couple of weeks. Anyway, I was planning red beans and rice for dinner this week anyway, so I made them tonight, along with collards. Well, I opened a can of Glory collard greens; I'm not making them myself. (I remember one time I was buying a bunch of fresh collard greens for the guinea pigs. The cashier, an African-American woman, looked at me...looked at the collards...looked back at me and said "Do you have a rabbit?" I'm pretty sure going through her mind was something along the lines of "There is no way this Yankee white girl knows what to do with these." [Oh, and when I lived Down South, I actually had a client who called me that. I phoned him to set up an appointment, and he said "Are you that Yankee white girl working for my lawyer?" He said it in a really friendly way, he just wanted to make sure he knew who I was. Although in my office, "Yankee" was descriptive enough...most of my coworkers thought Auburn was up North.])
Where was I?
Oh, dinner. Yeah, so since today is Mardi Gras, I went with the southern-themed dinner, although I suppose pancakes would have been even more traditional. Alas, I didn't have the proper makings for a Hurricane, nor even a Dixie or Turbo Dog. (Dixie doesn't seem to have a web page. I guess the guys are too busy making beer to play with computers. [The best beer I ever had was a Dixie...I'd just spent hours in a traffic jam on Interstate 10 in the heat of summer, and the beer came in a juice glass right out of their brite tank. I have loved Dixie since.])
What was I doing, besides abusing brackets and parentheses?
Oh yeah, I was getting ready to bang out a short & meaningless blog post, because I had nothing to talk about today.
Posted by Nic at February 8, 2005 07:21 PM