Party in My Mouth (invitation enclosed)
We are all born with a gift -- and some are born with many, many gifts as they discover over their lives. The challenge that we face is to find out what the hell our gifts are, and then what the hell we're supposed to do about it. Sometimes that gift is to paint a flower. Sometimes it is the ability to shovel snow better than "the next guy." Sometimes it is just learning to keep your damn mouth shut. But every few generations there comes along someone who can make Chex Party Mix correctly.
Now, sure, some people are afraid of the side effects of the stuff. Some people will come up with pleasure-limiting plan to avoid diarrhea. Others will just sink deeper into their winter fun times. Still others will pick out all the pecans and leave the pretzels for the losers.
Me, I just eat it as if I was King of My Own Life. The cats sleep tight yet open one eye each to monitor my eating habits. It's great. I owe the awesome-ness of it all to my dad... thanks, dad! You've got a million gifts, and patiently slaving over batches of perfect Chex Party Mix is but one of them.
Now, sure, some people are afraid of the side effects of the stuff. Some people will come up with pleasure-limiting plan to avoid diarrhea. Others will just sink deeper into their winter fun times. Still others will pick out all the pecans and leave the pretzels for the losers.
Me, I just eat it as if I was King of My Own Life. The cats sleep tight yet open one eye each to monitor my eating habits. It's great. I owe the awesome-ness of it all to my dad... thanks, dad! You've got a million gifts, and patiently slaving over batches of perfect Chex Party Mix is but one of them.
posted by B.O.R.T. at 7:46 PM
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by the way, did you follow the second-to-last link in my chris burke post? cuz that picture makes me laugh pretty much every time i look at it. better than prozac!
I've followed all of the links... so many of them. You have a great dad by the looks of that picture. He probably goes fishing and stuff with you a lot huh. I doubt I'll ever be able to go with, but anyway, I also read that one math guy's blog. He sure is a smug asshole in his own way. But aren't we all? I'm going to try that drink and think method proposed their, although I don't think it works, and never have - one of the reasons drinking a whole bunch doesn't interest me. It doesn't even make me THINK I know a whole lot.
Anyway, I have some Cripsix mix made by me and MY dad. He's great, nut not nearly as burly and rugged as your dad.
By the way - the Borat phenomena. It's like Quantum physics really. Or not. In fact, it's not even like Quantum Leap. But, one thing has been occurring (not for me) but I've heard. The kids and even adults are starting to imitate. It's annoying people all over the place I guess, even at Qdoba. One guy was sliced in half by a fake borat mustache. Not literally of course. The Ali G show is now popular as well. Jump off the bandwagon and roll in the gravel to a bloody stop while you still can.
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