Double Flee A

I don't know what got in my body and treated me the way Lynndie England treats Iraqi prisoners, but damn am I glad it's going away.

Apple pie helped. And the lovely Joyce made dinner, which also helped, even though my cold interfered with my fully appreciating its palette of robust and striking, delicate and balanced flavors. It might have been the greatest dish ever made, because it's the one that got away.

I ordered a movie off of ebay, then three days later, I ordered a magnifying glass. The magnifying glass showed, but the movie didn't. Hmm.

posted by dale @ 9:29 AM