Obsession

It has recently come to my attention that Andrew Sullivan posts constantly on his blog for the Atlantic Monthly. We're talking every 6 minutes for the New Hampshire primaries. He's prepared for Clinton's surge against Iowa's Obama. Good times.

That leaves me to update all ongoings in my life. In detail. Vivid, constant detail, to keep up. So here goes. At the Orange Street Food Farm (they need to go ahead and get a web site, since I can't provide you a nifty link) this week, the "specials" board indicates:

Whole Chixs (chicken), Breasts (chicken), Navels (oranges) and Hammy's (beer?). Tee-hee. Dirty!






Also, I should report that I've just recently decided to acce[t the fact that I will never make it to the Olympics. I'm informed that they have a biathlon with cross-county skiing and, uh, ...rifle shooting?! Go figure.