Circus peanuts have always been wonderfully mysterious and exciting to me.
Growing up, we’d visit my grandmother’s house in D.C. a few times a year. I still remember the shaggy green carpet, the smell of the basement stacked with books, and the pink antique sofa we were not allowed to sit on (lest it collapse).
But what I remember most vividly is circus peanuts. In the top drawer, nearest to the kitchen door, my grandmother always kept a bag of circus peanuts for me. Why? I have no idea. But I tasted this mysterious treat only in D.C., only at my grandmother’s house, only a few times as a child.
On Saturday night, I bought some circus peanuts, the first I’d eaten in many, many years. They’re still as good as they were 18 years ago.
Do you have a similar food from your childhood?
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Can’t say I’m an expert on the Family Guy, but I put it on my TiVo Season Pass and have been watching a fair amount lately. It’s hilarious (although doesn’t get me quite as good as Reno 911). This bit about The Godfather is the best I’ve seen yet:
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Hello! How are you? This is a friendly announcement to let all of my readers know that it is hot as balls outside. That’s right.
How hot is it outside? It’s motherfuckin’ Snakes on a Plane hot! Now why’d you even ask?
I had an idea this morning for staying cool. I’m going to try stripping naked and strapping one of those blue icepacks to my crotchal area. Then I’ll wrap myself in a “moisture wicking” loincloth fashioned from an overpriced Under Armour t-shirt. Summer, how you like me now, biaatch?
p.s.
I really want to wipe the smile off that motherfucking sun.
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Managers should have candy in their offices. Period. My appreciation for a manager goes way up when he/she’s got food for me when we meet in their office. I mean, it’s just common courtesy.
If I’m ever a manager, it’s gonna be like a vending machine up in that biaa.
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This “no vowels” thing has gone too far. Exactly w h a t——thefuck are a “RIZR” and a “KRZR?” Please, help me here. Is RIZR in the Wu-Tang Clan? (Or should I say, “WTCLNR?”) And what’s a KRZR? A cell phone for Dukies?
Sincerely,
The Grammarian
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And I’m glad I didn’t give him my business card at Tech Cocktail. Therefore, I’m not mentioned on the May Report.
No joke: this guys oozes his way through tech crowds demanding business cards—like the people know who he is or give a fuck about him. Hey, maybe some people know who he is, and maybe a precious few care, but don’t count me among them. Try to figure how to ask for a card, eh? No one owes you jack, Jack.
Ron May, you don’t know me, and I don’t know you, but it seems to me that Chicago social events would be better off without you.
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omfg. I got a new laptop at work and it’s the most exciting thing to happen to me here in years. Well, evar. It’s the most exciting thing to happen to me at work EVAR.
The “new computer feel” may be even better than the “new car smell.” I’m not sure.
p.s. MozBackup is a really useful tool for migrating all Firefox settings.
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