…stuffed with onions, bacon, cheese, and some sourdough break cubes, then roasted in a small foil pan covered with foil on my Holland Grill. This tasted phenomenal! It turned out way better than I expected.
General
Of all the things to complain about…
Lori and I went to a diner in York yesterday that neither of us had been to, but has been around for upwards of 20 years, I think. The decor was in the classic “70’s American Truck stop” style with potted plastic plants hanging from macramé holders, hanging lights of yellowed glass, and paper placemats covered with ads for local businesses. The wait staff was mostly comprised of retirement-age women who had seemingly lost the ability to smile or to speak with any kind of inflection. The food was average; not bad, not great. I wondered how a place like this could stay in business for as long as it has.
Looking around at the other patrons, I noticed that the average age was probably somewhere between 70 – 90 and, like the wait staff, the clientele was comprised of folks who were unsmiling and joyless.
What made the visit noteworthy for me, however, despite all this bland and lifeless mediocrity, was an elderly couple who came in and sat in a booth next to us. The man was wearing a polo shirt, shorts, and sneakers… with the classic calf-length black socks. He seemed to be particularly grumpy and after looking over the menu, he put it aside and started perusing the ad-covered placemat. After about 20-30 seconds of that, he said to his wife, “I wish they’d get new placemats in here.”
I think the guy may have been in a rut.
xkcd: Free Speech… nails it.
xkcd: Free Speech
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I can’t remember where I heard this, but someone once said that defending a position by citing free speech is sort of the ultimate concession; you’re saying that the most compelling thing you can say for your position is that it’s not literally illegal to express.
Megan’s Recital
Megan’s school had a “Unified Arts Festival” last week where students got to show off their artistic talents in everything from woodworking to painting to singing. Near the end of the evening, they had a special recital for music students who take lessons outside the school.
Megan takes voice lessons, so she got to perform. She sang “Dream a Little Dream of Me.”
As a bonus, her voice teacher was wonderful enough to come to the event to accompany her!
Troll in Snow
We got snow today. Work was closed. School was closed. The snow was perfectly packable… so Megan and I made this.
We were going to make a snowman, but due to the size of the pile of snow we started with, the next part of the body would have required a snowball considerably larger than what would be considered… liftable.
This was cooler, anyway.
