Grilled Cheese In Bangladesh

Today I had an epiphany. I can't believe I spelled that right. No spell check I just cranked epiphany out of my wee little brain. Oh, well maybe Sudafed is good for more than just meth. Fancy that.

Today I discovered how to make grilled cheese. I feel like a moron but oh well who says you have to be in school to learn.Funny huh? It was very exciting. I googled it and used Cabot cheese. That sandwich was the dog's nuts. Absolutely orgasmic. I haven't had a grilled cheese since I was about 10. So this was a big frigin deal!

While camping on the couch today I discovered something else. This ah-mazin Malay rock band called Butterfingers.

Ever heard of them?

No?

You should try out there song called Vio Pipe. It's absolutely delicious! Violas, bagpipes, drums, and guitars. No voices just straight up music. It's absolutely....

I can't even describe it. Just listen to it.

Here's a link to a youtube video by them

http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=vio+pipe&oq=vio+pipe&aq=f&aqi=g6g-s1g3&aql=&gs_sm=3&gs_upl=24203l29574l0l29692l16l16l4l0l0l0l309l1559l2-5.1l6l0

Also found this most beautiful picture.

Exhibit "A".

                                                         Little Girl In Bangladesh

Snot In The Waiting Room

Okay. So I'm thinking of going on an endeavour. My idea is that every  day I write something. Could be something big or small. I don't really know. It's just me thinking outloud. I'm sick right now so I think I will postpone my endeavour till a later date. Because I don't think that you want to read a poem about snot.

Do you??

Cause if you do I suggest you leave my blog now because you freak me out.Sorry just speaking my mind here. After it is my blog. But, I refuse to write about me and my snot.
Thanks.

And for all you people who do want to here about my snot problem in poetry form. Here's a picture to hold you over in the waiting area.

My Snot IS NOT That Bad!!

(this kid needs a tissue for her issue)

Mind you this is a waiting area that is special. Many people hang out here. Kids I've known since 2nd grade are in there with ya. This is the waiting room for people who are waiting for me to give damn. Let it be known there are a whole hell of a lot of people in there.

At least you won't be lonely!