It Begins

With the great timing that our government is known for, my student loans are coming due. Just in time for Christmas. Whoo. But because I am a fiscally responsible individual, I'm going to pay them. Even though they are never in a hurry to give me my money back. I'm no welsher. But if the automakers get some odd billions, I want my own bailout package. About 20 large ought to do it.

Tough Cookies

Kitchens are dangerous places. With knives in the hands of crazed, short-tempered people, deep wells of boiling oil, hot ovens, hotter steamers, something bad will happen to you. It happens to everyone. Rule number one of getting hurt in the kitchen is this: Do NOT cry. There's no crying in kitchens. If you whimper, do not let anyone else hear it. They will laugh you out of the kitchen. Literally. You can slice your hand open from fingetip to wrist and you had better just cuss a blue streak and put on a bandage. As my chef says, "You ain't goin' home."
My injury was very minor. You don't always have time to wait for things to cool down properly, so you burn yourself from time to time. Mine was on the edge of a fry basket I just pulled out of the fryer. You can see the perfect corner of the basket like a brand on my arm.
My mom used to say I was a tough kid, then turned into a wimp later on. Guess what Mom? I'm still a tough kid. So there.

Just try not to bleed in the food.

In Flanders Field

"Where poppies blow..."

Today is Veterans' Day ya'll. Take a moment or two to remember those who sacrificed so you could live free, and those overseas currently trying to make sure we stay that way. Say a prayer for them and indeed, for us all.

Freedom is not free.