Vlod Ironbeak, the evil mayor of Toronto, never really wanted to be obsessed with a beautiful duck who died centuries ago when she was struck by a flying haggis at the Highland Games, but some things were meant to be.
Besides, if he simply walked away, it would be a waste of a good haggis.
I just got back home and I'm trying to figure out where I was when I left. I think it had something to do with chocolate pudding, but that might be wishful thinking.
Here's a picture of an interesting chocolate pudding, but I think it belongs to someone else. Anyway, it came from The Chocolate Traveller, which features other useful chocolate items.
I ordered the Peanuts day-to-day calendar. I get one every year--I'm not sure what I'll do when I've run through all of the available comics. I might eventually get a calendar featuring Sherman tanks, or carnivorous plants.
Time Out.
No worries.
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