Hiatus
I had a whole bunch of interesting posts for last week, but didn’t quite finish writing them. So here I sit this morning, the smell of boiling chicken broth filling the house with it’s luscious aroma, typing away.
Steve and I have been watching Idiot Abroad with Karl Pilkington. While traveling to visit a former-cannibal tribe on the Amazon river, he contemplates how he thinks he would deal with being offered a human foot to eat: tastes like pork anyway. He’d want to know the story about the foot but it would have to be organic, like chickens, and he’d want to know if he had athletes foot and how often did he change his socks … here’s a clip for you:
(Visited 14 times)
