Okay, here’s the story: one day, somebody screwed up a cake. Oh, no! Then, suddenly, inspiration hit. Add pudding to broken cake pieces, decorate with fruit… Voila! The trifle was born. I’ve been trying to figure out a birthday dessert to make for someone at work. When I asked her, she said her favorite dessert […]
Dark Chocolate, 72% Cocoa. …Is Russian dark chocolate, nyet? This has got to be the creamiest dark chocolate I’ve ever tasted. At first, I didn’t care for it. Dark chocolate shouldn’t remind you of…not dark chocolate. Very rich, but no bite to it, well, relatively speaking. But then I tried it again, and I had
My father used to call me Pixie Poo. I can’t believe I’m old enough that that doesn’t embarrass me anymore…ah, adolescence 🙂 What type of Fae are you? (via Dave and BD.)
(A Fable of Project Management) So one day Hugin & Munin* are sitting on Odin’s shoulders, digesting corpses and crapping down Odin’s back, when Hugin turns to Munin and says, “Why does it take you so Garmr-awful long to remember the most trivial of things?” Munin snaps his beak at this. “So long? So long?
I cried. At first, he just looked dead. Then I noticed they’d left his laugh lines in place, and he looked like himself. And then I cried some more. Bob came in, and we talked until I was laughing as much as I was crying…after a while, Bob said he had to go to a
If you don’t go to midnight mass on Christmas eve, the trolls will come and steal you away. Or else, you are a troll yourself. This even applies to shepherds who had to keep watch over the sheep (apparently it’s impossible for a heathen to become a shepherd, as they’re a consistently pious bunch). I
One of the chicas at work said she’d awakened one morning to have her boyfriend asking her, “Who is DeAnna?” “DeAnna? From work?” “I don’t know,” he’d said. “But last night, you sat straight up in bed and said, ‘That’s her anthem!’ “‘Whose anthem?’ “‘DeAnna’s,’ you said. Like I should have known already. “‘DeAnna from
A man I worked with died recently. He was the kind of guy who drank gin with a touch of scotch for extra flavor, the kind of guy that could comfortably wear clown costumes to Halloween parties. He’s much missed, but I can’t help smiling whenever I think of him. DEATH When I dielay me
is out! The game is a luau-themed murder mystery party game for 6-12 guests plus a host. Personally, I will always associate the characters with the initial testers. It was a little like seeing a movie made out of a book you wrote. Thanks, guys 🙂
