Monday, October 6, 2008
Cookies and Cheese
Playing on my iPod: "Summer of 69" by Bryan Adams
Mmmm....I'm baking (don't say "uh-oh" Conor!!). The recipe is called Double Chocolate Chocolate Chip Cookies. So, does that mean they are double double the chocolate? or just double the chocolate? (This....is why I don't bake.) Either way, they DO smell delish.
I am kind of going through writing withdraw right now. All of my work is on a little portable hard drive...but I have no computer to view it on. Very depressing. I am only two chapters from the end!!! Why, in the name of Stephen King.....why?
I am thinking about biting the bullet and just writing the rest based off of where I think I left off. I am just worried I will miss something (I've been following pretty hefty notes) or forget to tie up a loose end. I dunno...I think I only have four or five days to wait for my computer. Maybe I will just stick it out.
Ooooo!!! The cookies beeped!! Hold on......
Hmmm.....they look like they may have been a slight waste of time. They seem to be resembling bubbly Jabba the Huts.
Allie, if I ever ask...don't let me behind your bakery's counter. Just turn me away. I am much, much better at buying cookies than making them.
OH!! This little detour reminds me of something! It's Hop-Along Monday!!! Chess...chess it is. Today's phrase is being brought to you by Kraft Cheese. :)
Now, it's very normal for a human being to be surprised. Common phrases used during "said" surprise can range from "Holy S*it!!!" to the more comical "Holy Felony Batman!". One you don't hear often in the English lexicon, however, is "Goodnight Irene". Yes ladies and gentlemen, this is Conor's phrase of choice for surprising moments. You may join me now in a communal headshake.
I'm not really sure what "Goodnight Irene" means. Does it mean that the event was so flabbergasting that you just have to call it a day and hit the sack? Could it possibly be a substitution for a more foul phrase? We may never know. Only the Conor may know for sure.
Still...it's an interesting ponder for the evening...albeit one that won't last long.
P.S. I forgot to take the cookies out of the oven (I decided to let the gooey blobs cook longer) and now they are hard cracked turds. One day I will be a success....at least once....in the kitchen.