Be safe!
-Don't drink and drive.
-Don't use too much lighter fluid
-Wear a life vest
-Wear a condom
-For the sake of all things holy, don't use your SeaDoo while wasted
-Don't get into a fight in P.B., O.B. or M.B (San Diegans only)
-Firecrackers don't belong in your anus.
-Catapulting flaming marshmallows is fun, but it's all fun and games until someone loses an eye.
Happy 4th! I'm going to work and then udon and WaaaAAll-E. Stay safe kids!
there are some things you can't blog about.
Watching sitcoms where Brussels Sprouts were compared to feet, I never really fully understood the analogy. Granted, I was eight or so at the time and many things in the big world eluded my young mind. I loved vegetables as a child. Even the bitterest greens were like candy to me. It's all about your attitude and your openness to new tastes. I created this completely vegetarian meal to defy the common childhood stereotype filled with Fido-worthy veggies. We've got sweet steamed corn with miso butter and Parmesan, crunchy stir-fry of yellow/orange carrots and protein-rich edamame, garlic braised spinach and a bowl of multi-grain brown rice mix. If vegetables were always this pretty, who wouldn't lick their plates clean?
Hey everyone, happy 4th!
Today I received an email for "Subscriptions for Soldiers" from magazines.com, soliciting $10 donations, which would provide a soldier with a free year-long magazine subscription. I thought it was a pretty good idea, so I did it. I thought some of my neighbors might like to as well.
I'm against the war, but I know these guys go through a lot. And they could probably use a little slice of home in the form of their favorite magazine.
i have to have some sort of onset ADD; i have to. my blog entries are shorter, i can't sit still at a movie without walking around, and i can't - for the life of me - sit still and read a book cover-to-cover. why, Why, WHY? tell me, how do you combat these detractors?
p.s. i have another interview on thursday for ANOTHER internship. that's three things this summer. THREE.
i sympathize with teachers, really, i do. now i do. they have an unprecedented amount of patience, aside from driving instructors. in other news,
my dad bought Crocs.
you know, the shoes? his repeated justification for this purchase was "Bush wears them." we're not Republicans, mind you.
i'm getting a camera: the canon powershot sd1100 to be exact. and a macbook before i return to school; the camera is more of a likelihood. somehow i'm supposed to finance this on two jobs that don't pay cash but pay in experience. sigh.
one more thing before i collapse into bed: i'm doing some PR for ny's Hunger Action Network to expand on outreach to the younger generation. as you well know, there is a food crisis. Hunger Action is doing well in its headquarters up in Albany, but is not getting enough attention in the metro-area.
please add this myspace as a friend if you have an account, even though you're not from NY. just to get the ball rolling. excuse the layout/lack of info for now. thanksssss
As you may know, I'm a big proponent of local food. I like knowing where my food came from, and having some connection to it. I think that having a strong connection with your food encourages a healthy relationship with food.
