There is a man that exists solely to me outside the deli near my office. I pass his spot anywhere between 10 and 20 times a week, and 90% of the time he greets me with a “Little help?” I’ve never given him money, in my 2 years of passing this deli. Early in my relationship with the man, I’d say “sorry” as if I had no change to give; now I prefer to just stay silent. A few months after I began visiting this deli regularly, I offered him my untouched clam chowder (I thought it was potato soup) and he had recoiled and grabbed his stomach, as if I was giving him poison. Today as I passed him and he offered his greeting, I was attempting to put change into my right pocket with my left hand. I heard a few coins fall out and was immediately stricken with anxiety over what to do next. The secret that I was (silently) lying about not having change was out, so do I leave the money for him to pick up? I decided that was very insulting, so I picked up the dime and penny I saw on the ground and started to walk away with my head down. From behind me, I heard “Thanks!” and now I’m wondering what other coin I dropped; if he thought my leftover coin was intentional; and if he’s just allergic to seafood, but otherwise accepting of food-gifts.
The reviews are in—WE DID IT!!!
I’m suppressing all commentary on the matter for the best of reasons, but I think you should be made aware that fetal skulls are available for purchase on the internet.
But how else will I know what I like??
I think it’s time I got into beef jerky.
Sorry I’ve been absent; how about an old picture of Tootsie?
Twitter Anna Grimm (with bangs) always feels like doppelganger to Tumblr Anna Grimm (long, parted).
But they’re really THE SAME PERSON
::organ music::
Just wait until you see Facebook Anna Grimm (mustache, Jheri curl).
“Come join Godbortion, Lenin and Stalin as they DJ at Kate’s Joint! Cheap drank and NOT-SO-AMAZING djing! Come and bring everyone you know!”
This is rather enticing copy.
90% of you share this memory. First-person tetris is a bit different, though. Try to not kill your day.
Regarding the ortolan
“The eating process is to place the entire roasted bird in one’s mouth with just the beak protruding, and then slowly chew it for about 15 minutes. You are supposed to experience: first the rich taste of fat and brandy, then the bitterness of the bird’s guts, and finally the crunchy bones lacerating your gums and allowing the blood from your gums to add to the flavor. It is traditional to cover your head and face with a napkin when chewing on your ortolan. The napkin is used, depending on who you believe, either to keep the delicate aromas in, or to hide from God.”
Read full text here. Yeah, I know it’s Yahoo Answers, but it’s corroborated by wiki (for the most part).
