19 February 2011

Picking my nose in the late night kitchen

Tonight was book club and I still have a cheesecake to make for tomorrow's party at the in-laws.  It is late and I am in the kitchen, not however picking my nose.  I have considered it, since we had determined in some fantastic and incomprehensible tangent that is fairly signature for book club, that picking one's nose in the kitchen was not OK, except perhaps for very late at night.  I have decided that I am in fact not in the mood to pick my nose.  It is fragile now and would probably bleed were I to use it in such a fashion.

Tonight's topics were supposed to be balls (I missed this discussion due to saying goodnight to Samir), weird occurrences and money.  I don't believe that we talked about money at all.  We talked about zombies, their attraction and apocalypses (apocalypsi?) and winter camping, survival and vegetarianism as it relates to cruelty v.s survival.  I think the only conclusions we came to are that bivalves are incapable of feeling pain and that pizza would be the greatest loss to humanity assuming any of us survived an apocalypse.  We also discussed celebrities, specifically that it is a terrible fate to befall a human being, that Harrison Ford is an Indiana Jones of wild animal welfare and that Tom Cruise, or perhaps Katie Holmes (who may or may not be from a family of Scientologists, Catholics or Masons or all of the above) is being investigated by the FBI for slavery.  I actually knew about the FBI investigation since I went to a normal-ish grocery store yesterday and read the headlines of all the rags.

In other news the Dragon Daisy was a big hit but the monkey ball, which had such great promise in my head, turned out to look more like a pig, though the Bumble Bean suggested that it looked more like a bird to him.  I can't really see it but the ears are rather fly-away.  Photo to be published (once I take it) on http://www.laughingatus-design.com/.

I'm not particularly looking forward to tomorrow.  I'm not really sure why.  Perhaps I'm just tired and know I will be tomorrow as well.

No comments:

Post a Comment