Tag of the month: Cooking Obsession

I have an unorthodox way of doing tags. I create new tags for every entry, then slap five old ones on whether they make a lot of sense or not. If you look in the right column and scroll down, you will see a list of them. Go ahead. Explore. Find a common thread. Though it may not seem it, there is a logic: Me mood. A long time ago I realized there are no rules where you don't need them. Unrestricted freedom is rare and should be abused.

About cooking obsession: My boyfriend has a cooking obsession. I get a great payoff because he makes me food. Delicious food. I eat it and ay things like "Mmmm." or "Delicious. Just the right amount of __________." I am going to buy the Wii game "Cooking Mama" the day it comes out to make him happy. I like him happy Jim because that means I am full.

The Dance Remix is the best.

This was a damn riot. You have to listen to the story about the best voicemail message ever left. "You and the little mermaid can go.."

Link: From WBEZ in Chicago... This American Life

So I went and changed the title.

Yes, I did. It wasn't sitting right. This one may not either, but I will keep the blog at the same address until I find one as good as "Jimmy Q's Egg Hut". Until that day, I am merely a name away from glory.

Carry on my wayward son. There'll be peace when you are done.

Asterix of my dreams.

Another period of experimentation with gradients and transparency. More to come.