So as not to be outdone by orionoir’s gob of mayo, and in the continued interest of making Bakerina’s google hit list more interesting, I’ve found the funny shaped onion fetish of yore. Now I can rest.
Unfortunately, yet predictably, the baklava did not make it long enough to get on film. That honey and philo dough is a beautiful thing washed down with a dd coolatta. I’ve become a bit of a caffeine hound since giving up alcohol. (huh- ‘giving up’, that’s rich isn’t it?)
BAKERINA SPEAKS FROM ABOVE: ‘Hey, I told you if you were going to be snarky to take it to your own page. Alright.
heehee, i was just dying to brag that yes, i too, have gotten word, and probably The Beagle Virus judging by the schizo-affective disorder that my computer suddenly acquired after savoring every last consonant and vowel of said word. you see i have a confession to make; i never use virus protection. hell, i’ve hit that ‘remind me later’ button so many times so furiously that it doesn’t even come up anymore. i suppose that an Iron Fist approach may work well for raisin the children and all, but it probably shouldn’t be used in regard to a computer i paid 6-years-ago prices for. i should thank my lucky obb that’s i’ve limped it along this far.
Goliard