Chicken Town

Wednesday, Sept. 23, 2009 - 1:09 a.m.

Dinner was pretty good last night; we tried something based on a chicken recipe that Old Buddy Dave has.

We made our usual chicken strips, but up on a couple of them, I placed strips of ham, and a big pinch of shredded cheese.

Microwaved for thirty seconds.

Pretty good. We're still going to experiment with the placement of the ham and cheese because when the ham was placed first, it slithered off the chicken.

But generaly, not a bad meal.

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I've asked John for a specific anniversary present that isn't going to cost him a cent.

On our anniversary, I want complete dominance over the remote control.

And I want to watch news programs without him yelling at the screen.

I want to watch sports without him sighing and rolling his eyes.

Between you and me, I think his head will explode, but he has promised to try.

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Last night, I tried vainly to watch The Jay Leno show, and his guest was Pee Wee Herman.

The segment included the two of them going through a little salad bar there on the stage.

I can't even tell you how dilapidated the character looks now.

From Tequila to salad. How the mighty have fallen.

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Naked Polish Firedrill AND dust storms?

Brisbane sounds like my kind of town.

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That's it. Have a good Wednesday!

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We heard from Hissandtell, who is smack in the middle of the dust storms, and in my reconfooglement of her comment to correct a small spelling error that she was concerned about, I messed up, and because of my bad, Diaryland thinks that her post was spam, and has been obstinate about letting me repost her comment down where she originally made it.

So, here is what she said, in its entirety:

The dust storm is all over the state already! We've been shrouded in dust here in the north since last night. It smells all "ozoney" like after a storm, but there's a thick film of fine grit covering EVERYTHING. From where I'm sitting in the bedroom typing this, I can barely make out the shearing shed thirty metres away. It's positively apocalyptic, I tells ya! (Sadly, no naked cops are about to investigate it all, though.) Love, R xxx

Thanks, Hiss, dear!

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1 of my readers commented on this entry

Jamie
Did I misunderstand? You thought Pee-Wee looked dilapidated? I thought he looked exactly the same. Hmm. Jay Leno, on the other hand... :-) I love you!
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