The scene: California, 1983. Scrawny Singaporean Chinese child on a package tour of the USA with her parents. Tries a bowl of New England Clam Chowder and falls in love with soup forever. Saltine crackers add just that little extra bit to perfection. Child orders New England Clam Chowder at every opportunity. 20+ years later, … Continue reading Foodie Friday — New England Clam Chowder
Happy Australia Day to my three Aussie readers! May you drink XXXX or VB, eat burgers with beetroot in them, chase the flies away, munch on a meat pie with red sauce, and, most importantly, HAVE A BARBECUE!
A special ‘squee’ reserved for cute animals. This is a different squee compared to the one I use on Gary Barlow. Gary Barlow’s squee has hormones in it. Just so you know. Via Neatorama.
Scientists in Germany were trying to study animal movement, and got stuck at ‘sloth’ when the animal refused to budge for anything. Sloths have a great attitude, man. And the scientists did learn something. Sloths don’t move. Much.
Phil has posted about some girl on Shipwrecked, yet another stupid reality show. “I don’t appreciate how people come into our country and take over our country. Britain’s really not Britain anymore. “My mind is completely open to different cultures, but I don’t think they should bring them to Britain. “I don’t like fat people, … Continue reading She must have been living under a very plush rock for some time
So. I got a DVD from my sister (Heading South). Mark and Kristen sent me a scarf to match the hat I got for Christmas, and the book The Devil in the White City. This was recommended to me a number of months ago by young Jeff in California. Dr HH Holmes, America’s first acknowledged … Continue reading Can’t keep anything good
The title says it all. Go read and enjoy. Via Neatorama.
Today is Burns’ Eve. Robert Burns was born on 25th January 1759. He wrote Auld Lang Syne, and Neil mentions every time it’s mentioned that people only know the first verse and chorus. (On a related note, I’ve read the lyrics to Auld Lang Syne, and I still don’t think I could manage with that … Continue reading Rabbie Burns
The search results interface has changed a bit. I like it.
Terry sends me the breaking news that an Argentinian football fan wanted to get a tattoo of his favourite team on his back, and went to a tattoo artist who was a fan of their rival. Result? He got a tattoo of a penis. It’s one thing to sue the artist, but now he’s going … Continue reading Never trust a stranger (or a tattoo artist you don’t know)