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]

But if you can't string two sentences together over an eight-hour period without having "continuity issues"
The issue is not time versus continuity but rather contiguous blocks of time.

[ehowton.livejournal.com]

This entire exercise was designed to show you how to blog in small increments of time. You stated, "This might work, but there would be many continuity issues." which does NOT suggest 'contiguous blocks of time' rather, your own inability to string a single thought together if you were only able to write half of it down. You really are retarded, aren't you?

[schpydurx.livejournal.com]

You really are retarded, aren't you?
no, I just know how the process works. I might ask the same question as you.

One does not start a thought leave it for an indeterminate amout of time and come back to it with clarity.

[ehowton.livejournal.com]

One does not start a thought leave it for an indeterminate amout of time and come back to it with clarity.

Those of us with a command of the English language and keen mind for thought-process have no trouble whatsoever. Might I suggest sir, that you ask your pharmacist to double your dosage of Ritalin.