And that sparks another memory of throwing eggs off another guy’s deck at cars driving by on the street below. Holy shit that is dangerous.

Which gets us back to the baking theme because eggs.

Eggs are laid by chickens and there was a pretty funny comment earlier today about Ed saying the hot wing hit him like a wave 9 times after only two wings.

9 is the number worn by point guard Ron Harper during the Chicago Bulls’ second three-peat championship run. Pretty cool for a guy whose career started in Cleveland.

Cleveland paid big bucks for a rapist quarterback who really isn’t that great.

Speaking of rapists, we’re about to have one elected president of the United States (again) later this year.

I don’t think the POTUS has as much affect on my day-to-day life as the WA governor / legislature. On that note things like public safety in Seattle might have more to do with positions like the county prosecutor, which is an election that doesn’t get nearly the attention it deserves considering the gravity of the office.

Gravity, by the way, is a real bitch as your joints start to age.

Joints are made with marijuana and holy shit you guys would not believe how often pot shops are targeted by smash & grab burglars driving stolen Kias around here.

"Holy shit", a jocular translation by art historian Cecila Klein of the divine excrement offered in the rites of Aztec goddess Tlazolteotl.

(That’s according to Wikipedia)

The Aztec people come from Mexico. I have been there several times including spring break last year.

I don’t have any travel plans for spring break this year. Ugh that is going to be a brutal week. Maybe we’ll spend some time creating dark batter (baked goods).

Pumpernickel bagels , right?


...the whiter the bread, the quicker you're dead . . . .

Happy Pie (Pi) Day to you and yours.

What happens if you crack an egg into oil?

Or into flour and then dump it into oil?

I’ll tell you what


DARK BATTER

that was a little too far, dime.