First Attempt By Monty
Would believe that Vicki left me this whole blog to use while she's gone. She has *everything* in here you could hope for. I guess this blog goes from zero to 60 in about 4.5 seconds. The things she never told us! Minivan, right, I can see Vicki in a minivan now. It would be fueled with nitro-methane....but I digress. Focus...blog...responsibility.
Vicki and Vixen have been after me to write a blog for quite a while now. For some strange reason, Vicki thinks I have something to say, about things that aren't related to cooking. Some of you may know, I used to be a really good cook. But, I did have an automobile accident and I can't stand as long as I used to when I was making a dish like egg plant parmesian. So, I have been reading blogs, and thinking.
The Supreme Court recently ruled that a government could confiscate your property if they could get more revenue from it than was presently being generated. I know this sounds insane, and I don't have a reference so I'll leave this to my eminent counselor and football protagonist, Mr. jp, Esq. to debunk. I don't do legal, sorry. The vast majority of you all could care less about cooking so I have ruled that out, although locutus has a dynamite receipe site and I can't find the URL for it. locutus, please comment on the address of your site, please.
So, I sit here, taking my new blogging responsibilities as seriously as I take almost anything, with my coffee, a box of triscuits and some brie (I am not going to shrivel up and die to write) thinking. Maybe a little Zen would be good here? Or how about learning to be more activist, writing letters to editors to express your point of view. Or how about writing to Congress. How many of you wrote to your Congresspersons (One representative, two Senators; I am represented by Congressman Chris Van Hollen and Senators Barbara Mikulski and Paul Sarbanes) over the handling of the Katrina rescue efforts? Democracy depends on an informed electorate.
Then it dawned on me, SEX. Sex sells. So, perhaps we can take a look at sex along the way. If there's something you want to know, were always afraid to ask, you can try me. I don't promise to know, but it can't hurt to ask!
Vicki and Vixen have been after me to write a blog for quite a while now. For some strange reason, Vicki thinks I have something to say, about things that aren't related to cooking. Some of you may know, I used to be a really good cook. But, I did have an automobile accident and I can't stand as long as I used to when I was making a dish like egg plant parmesian. So, I have been reading blogs, and thinking.
The Supreme Court recently ruled that a government could confiscate your property if they could get more revenue from it than was presently being generated. I know this sounds insane, and I don't have a reference so I'll leave this to my eminent counselor and football protagonist, Mr. jp, Esq. to debunk. I don't do legal, sorry. The vast majority of you all could care less about cooking so I have ruled that out, although locutus has a dynamite receipe site and I can't find the URL for it. locutus, please comment on the address of your site, please.
So, I sit here, taking my new blogging responsibilities as seriously as I take almost anything, with my coffee, a box of triscuits and some brie (I am not going to shrivel up and die to write) thinking. Maybe a little Zen would be good here? Or how about learning to be more activist, writing letters to editors to express your point of view. Or how about writing to Congress. How many of you wrote to your Congresspersons (One representative, two Senators; I am represented by Congressman Chris Van Hollen and Senators Barbara Mikulski and Paul Sarbanes) over the handling of the Katrina rescue efforts? Democracy depends on an informed electorate.
Then it dawned on me, SEX. Sex sells. So, perhaps we can take a look at sex along the way. If there's something you want to know, were always afraid to ask, you can try me. I don't promise to know, but it can't hurt to ask!
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