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The first few entries come from a private journal I have kept for a few years now. also home for my entries for 
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| I named my first computer sam after sam Beckett on quantum leap. That's how old I am. Sam was a pre-ibm computer that ran it's operating system off of one of the really old actually floppy floppy disks. Without its floppy disk it was a large paper weight. I had an extra floppy drive so I could save my files from word star the word processing program it came with. It took two files and two floppies to save my wip of the time at around 23000 words. I was getting close to needing a third floppy and a third file when I gave up on that story. Now my flash drive holds everything I have written in35 years plus the pictures from my family albums going back four generations. Technology, am I right? |
| The worst thing about candy that I can think of is the way it is going to give my mother-in-law's dog Charlie diabetes one day. You can almost audibly hear him scream Candy the moment it is brought in to the house. He loves root beer barrels and lemon drops, swedish fish are another favorite. Now before anyone jumps down my throat that we shouldn't be feeding him candy, the answer is that we don't. The little sucker can smell it in the package. If he can find and reach the candy he will feed himself. After the Halloween decimation of 2022 we have been forced to keep candy closed in the latching upper kitchen cabinets. We were worried for 24 hours that he had consumed enough chocolate to kill him. He hadn't but dear God the diarrhea was bad. That's it...candy. |
| My dog Gracie just loves sammiches. Her favorite is catfood (tuna salad). She acts like it is the same as the food I give the cats. She eats it with the same relish. She also likes graham cracker and peanut butter sandwiches. If I go into the kitchen saying I am going to make me a sandwich she follows me like she's yelling Sammich! she dances around my ankles like a cat would. Then once the sandwich is made she dances like one of those dogs in the circus on her hind legs until I sit down with it. THat is when she whipps out her puppy dog eyes and cons me out of half a sandwich. Which is long story short why I always make two sandwiches when I am hungry. |
| What an interesting idea to celebrate. Deviled eggs. They are celebration food around here. I have several different recipes for them. THe one I like has mustard and dill relish. Paprika sprinkled on top is good but not a must. The recipe that I end up making for my wife is one with mayo, sugar, honey, vinegar, salt and pepper. I don't like this kind. I think it is kind of gross. It is a Midwest thing I think. Like how they use miracle whip, or as it is generically known, "whipped salad dressing". I was brought up on best foods mayonnaise. NO sweet taste! Sweet does not belong with savory. sweet relish is the excrement of the devil. Down with sweetened savory foods. |
| National blog posting month. Okay. Let's try to add to this blog for the first time in nearly a year it seems like a good time to try. Gonna post the links at the banana bar. Don't have to much to say this morning. I am not full of wisdom or wry wit right now. I had a puddle of cat in my lap until a minute ago. I kicked him out to get on the computer so I would have to say he isn't a fan of this challenge. Lets see if I can keep this up for a month. |
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