Squid Ink

[ehowton]

Wife created a spooky meal for us today, Goulish Spaghetti & Eyeballs! It was cheesy and delicious, and quite creative to boot. It turned out exactly like the picture on the recipe card. About halfway through my meal, I inquired to my wife as to what made the spaghetti black? I know that spinach noodles are green, and tomato noodles are red, but what do they add to the noodles to make them black? She handed me the package. "Squid Ink" it read. Ugh. Suddenly I felt as if I could taste fish in every bite, even though I knew that wasn't the case before I made this discovery. Of course as soon as the children heard this, they lost ALL interest in finishing their meal. One might say that lunch was therefore a rousing success. Even my wife wouldn't eat another bite.

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Two nights ago I dreamed I was hired to work for the government in their "Central Intelligence" division. It was a small group of people, each with their own talents, working as a team with a team lead. Some of the technology was older, and some was not even on the civilian market yet, but these guys were bright. And I was thrilled that I was finally able to settle into a job which befit my unique experience. At one point a photograph was brought in and the team was asked to identify three bright spots on the image. I suggested that a near-infrared optical device was used and created a trihedral return. The group laughed and the team lead said, "Well, he's new here." And explained that it was tea-candles. Hrm.

And to counter my egotism of landing the perfect job in Central Intelligence, last night I dreamed drax0r and I worked at Love's Truck Stop. Our responsibility was to clean the restrooms on all three floors of this multi-level facility. Trucks came in at two levels, depending on which side of the building you were on, and we were often accused of being perverts and low-lifes when the customers acknowledged our presence. I was trying to be helpful and courteous, but the customers wanted nothing to do with me, so I just continued to clean the bathrooms. Such was my lot in life.

I have no idea what any of this means.

Comments

[schpydurx.livejournal.com]

Once might say that lunch was therefore a rousing success.
If you write a book about failure and it doesn't sell, is it a success?

Well, he's new here.
I have a new mantra for you when you leave stupid comments.

[ehowton.livejournal.com]

I have a new mantra for you when you leave stupid comments.
I am an inspiration to many.

[schpydurx.livejournal.com]

you're new here.

[schpydurx.livejournal.com]

I just continued to clean the bathrooms. Such was my lot in life.

I have no idea what any of this means.
You're destiny is pooper scooper!

[ehowton.livejournal.com]

When I said, and I quote, "I don't know what any of this means." I wasn't referring to the very last thing I said prior to that statement. I was referring to both paragraphs. Your comprehension of my question is quite limited my one-dimensional friend.

[schpydurx.livejournal.com]

POOPER SCOOPER!!!

[irulan-amy.livejournal.com]

Squid ink, seriously?! That's an FDA approved ingredient. I would have stopped eating too.

However, the picture does look great and fabulously creative. Kudos to your wife for excellent presentation.

What is it with squid this weekend?


Oh boy, could you imagine cleaning restrooms at a truck stop? I've been a hotel housekeeper before and that sometimes was YIKES, but a truck stop would be verra bad. This is why it's good that it was a dream.

[ehowton.livejournal.com]

Squid ink, seriously?!
Seriously. At least mine didn't have visible suckers.

Kudos to your wife for excellent presentation.
What's NOT in the picture are the Halloween glasses, Halloween napkins, and black wreaths she hung up in the arches around the dinner table...

Oh boy, could you imagine cleaning restrooms at a truck stop?
I appeared content at my station in life in both dreams. What does that mean?

[schpydurx.livejournal.com]

POOPER SCOOPER!!!

[melancthe.livejournal.com]

That's gorgeous presentation! Your wife is very creative. :)

Although, um, eyeballs weren't the first thing that popped into my mind when looking at the picture.

[melancthe.livejournal.com]

... worked at Love's Truck Stop

And I'm sure I read a slash fic like that once. ;)

[celtmanx.livejournal.com]

You're such a perv!!!

I like It!!!!!!!!

[ehowton.livejournal.com]

Now it all makes sense why the kids didn't want to eat - it wasn't the squid ink at all!

[schpydurx.livejournal.com]

do tell.

[schpydurx.livejournal.com]

You piss me off. No matter what you post, you get a slew of comments. The only time I got a serious amount of comments was when I first cross-posted.

Discuss.

[ehowton.livejournal.com]

How many times have I told you you're long-winded and trite? Keep them short and fresh, no more than a couple of subjects at a time. Use fewer words, and post more often.

[drax0r.livejournal.com]

[leonardii.livejournal.com]

Ok - I got the gist of the "squid ink." And you were right. No squid flavor in my burgers. Only delicious ingredients that make my girls go "goo-goo-gah-gah" and thoroughly enjoy what Papa cooks on the grill.

Actually, Lena loves it when I cook on the grill. For her - it's one part in the ultimate of sexiness... a man who cooks and takes care of his family. This is of course a branch of her Russian culture - for Russian men (as a whole) do not cook, clean, help with the children, or otherwise do anything to lift a finger and help their spouses.

So - even the slightest bit of help I do - it wins me tremendous points. :)

It's great - the blending of two cultures. I love my Russian wife more and more each day...

Jessica is learning to say our Catholic prayer before meals. It's so sweet to hear her tiny voice to try and imitate and say the words of the prayer. She can make the sign of the cross, and she gets out "Amen" very well. And she knows when and where to say it during the prayer blessing. Oh, it's such a beautiful and wonderful site to see.

She also is learning her manners very well. She's got down "Thank you" with relative ease. We are working on "You're welcome" but I don't expect a three year old to learn everything overnight. But she is coming right along just swimmingly. Oh, I say again - it's beautiful. My daughter becoming a little girl.

What pride for her Papa. I'm overwhelmed when she says certain things. This last Saturday, our lawn-mowing workers came and did their business. I wrote the check and gave it to Jessica to give to the manager. When she put the check in her pocket - she said "This is very important" in complete and very clear Russian. She's learning the words - and she's speaking them. Both English and Russian are falling into place in her mind.

Man - I am just sooooo proud of her. You know what I mean. The love a father has for his daughter is a certain special love that I think is on such a special high level that there is almost no equal. She's growing up, my friend. My baby is becoming a little girl. Oh, it's very special. So loving - so sweet. So amazing!

[texas-tangent.livejournal.com]

Brilliant. Mrs. Howton did a wonderful job. I would of spit it out too if I found out that it contained Squid ink. I have to agree with the boobie comment. It does resemble that part of the anatomy. The mass of tangled black pasta resembles something as well. Just thought I would throw that in there.

Have a nice night.

[ehowton.livejournal.com]

Its quite a wonderful transformation to behold is it not? Unfortunately for me, however, my little girl is going to be the one I have trouble with. Why? Because my boy is perfect in every way. Ergo, little girl is already the rebel. It will only get worse. To compound the situation further, as her father, and as my wife has already pointed out - I'm tougher on my boy than I am on my little girl. She gets away with everything, my boy gets away with nothing. What's worse, is that both my knowledge and acknowledgment of this bipartisan treatment have zero effect on my future actions, and I don't know why.

It'll be interesting to see how this develops over the next ten years or so.

[codekitten.livejournal.com]

you have quite an active dream life.

[ehowton.livejournal.com]

You have no idea. If you're ever really bored, you can check out my "dream" tag.

[schpydurx.livejournal.com]

If only he had an active sex life. :(

[jesskd26.livejournal.com]

Our son seemed to like the Spaghetti.....he kept eating the eyes and laughing creepily about it.

You KNOW that was a dream if Drax0r was cleaning!

[ehowton.livejournal.com]

I'm glad the boy enjoyed the ghoulish food! And I saw drax0r clean once. Besides, in my dream, he was more talking to the truck drivers as they rolled in. I was the one doing the actual cleaning.