Does anyone ever really need a Twinkie? This was... um, interesting: If you saw the cream had turned brown, why on earth would you put it in your mouth to see what it tasted like?!
I mean yeah, I'll eat a Twinkie. I don't go out of my way for them and can't remember the last one I had, but I like them. I'm more of a Little Debbie person. Little Debbie is known in my gaming group as Debra, The Patron Saint of Nerd Nite. My random fact is that today I got to see a live bat up close because one of my colleagues had to go rescue one from a school. He said the kids all applauded when he came to get it. They put apple slices in the box for it (it eats insects, but whatever).
I've eaten a whole box in a couple of sessions. Of course, Girl Scout thin mints have only two servings in a box (serving defined as a sleeve).
There’s no more room in my stupid head! That’s why man! In reality I’m learning, but I have to say it’s easier to nail a language in your early twenties than in your mid-forties.
Vietnamese. I speak Chinese already, so there are points of similarity, but then there’s the French colonial additions to the language which complicates things. Also, I was naive to think it’d be easier than Chinese because I wouldn’t have to learn a new alphabet again. Vietnamese uses the western alphabet (with some additional stuff) but they pronounce a lot of it in a different way. So learning it is a process of undoing the western ABC programming that’s been stamped into me from childhood. She’s a wonderful lady though, so this will be done and in the meantime I’m fortunate that she’s an English language professor.
Finished my current quilt today! Now, on to the blue quilt I began for my husband, but will finish for my son because my son requested it.