Though I've been repeatedly tagged by memes asking that I list "strange things" about myself, I figure pretty much everything I post here details some thinly veiled neurosis of mine in one way or another (really, if you think about it, just the fact that I contribute to this blog at all is all kinds of Freudian, which is a nice way of saying "bat shit crazy"). So, yeah, to put it all out there in one neat little bulleted bundle would be like ripping off the band aid as opposed to slowly peeling away the layers of the onion that painstakingly reveal the complete picture. And what fun would that be? Kinda like LOST, but The Others are the voices in my head and my home version of Sawyer doesn't read and farts a lot. Yeah, so I'm not going to do that. Instead, I'll offer you this one little tidbit:
- On Thursday nights when "the gang" and I "go fishing" (read: chow down on heaping piles of raw, raw fish) I always immediately thereafter have a nearly uncontrollable desire for soft serve ice cream. Vanilla, of all things. No idea what that's about.
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b/c vanilla soft serve is ultimate ice cream treat. preferably with chocolate jimmies.
Can you even get soft serve down there? If you go to the chinese buffet you can get that really horrid fro-yo from the machine and top it with crumbled fortune cookie, that's almost as good.
Hey, is there a Ritas anywhere by you?
I know you for, let's see... 16 years now... that is *NOT* the weirdest thing about you. not even close.
If they have it, try some green tea mochi, its like a marshmellow-y dough on the outside, inside green tea ice cream. Very small and bite-sizeable. They have it at most of the japanese restaurants round these here parts so hopefully they have some there.
Unless "mochi" translates to "not really tea or anything tea like" then that's o-u-t out.
Two words for us MoCo folks:
Jimmy. Cone.
I don't read and fart a lot.....and I'm Lost.
Hey, I've got my new name!!! yay! thanks!
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