Hobo Cobbler 2: The Recipe
Back by popular demand, my adapted recipe for hobo cobbler. You can double this pretty easily if you need to. For two people, this is more than sufficient. I’ve adapted this recipe from the fine people over at Betty Crocker. keep reading »
Broken
Clearly the stress has started to take its toll. My mind is breaking slowly, but certainly. Last night I had a dream that we had a dog, a big dog, named Buckley. At some point in the course of things, he was knighted by the Queen.
Apparently this was not according to the plan, because someone said, “We didn’t get into this just so Buckley could get knighted.”
Let’s not get sidetracked here, people. It’s good that the people in my dream can stay on point.
More distressingly, Sir Buckley got pepper sprayed at one point. I have no idea why, but it was entirely unnecessary. Then I woke up, probably to the sound of a dog barking outside.
This week in food
So, next week, my mom is going to be staying with me for a few days. We’re planning on hitting the town, hanging out, seeing some shows and overall having an absurdly good time. Last night, I decided to test out some better-for-you snacks. I picked up some super tasty corn tortilla flat bread crackers, pepper jack cheese (was lazy, didn’t stop at the really yummy cheese place in town), and got some veg and hummus from Trader Joe’s.

Mmm, tasty treats
Fury of the Sea

I call it, “fury of the sea.”
The situation with the phone is that there IS no situation.
There’s this ongoing .. I don’t want to call it a debate, because there’s no fight surrounding the phone, but more of a saga. The ongoing phone saga. So a few months ago, Manfriend’s 2 year cellphone contract was up. Instead of upgrading to a new iphone (which is what he had), he decided to switch carriers and try out one of the droid phones.
I won’t get into the details of it, but apparently it had a few issues which were ultimately solved by removing its protective case and restarting it every few days. Cut to present day dinner time in our apartment. Manfriend is microwaving a burrito and we’re idly conversing.
“I solved another problem with my phone,” he announced happily. keep reading »