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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Rambi who wrote (30666)	7/2/1999 1:26:00 AM
From: Gauguin	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

<<I want MJ to take care of me and cook for me. And you to tell me stories. And Dash to pick me up and flip me over on my back.>> Well! We're home! Portland is one beautiful city, as always. We had dinner at the Paradox Cafe, a pretty.....uhm interesting experience, and then shopped for healthy sandwiches, workforce sandwiches, "substantials"; and Stumpy has already paid his taxes. Wait 'til Dash remembers who's sleeping by the door. Stumpy and Lupita's door. Something odd happened tonight. Who would think! I was drinking a glass of beer, and I looked down in there, and what looked like a crawfish was about to bite my nose. It was peculiar. Its claws were poking up out of the beer bubbles. But it wasn't a crawfish, crawdad, or lobster, (which is what I told Dash it was); it was a clothespin. There was a wooden clothespin in my beer. Glass. I thought maybe it was a cinnamon stick. Some new beer trend; for which Stumptown (Portland's original name) is famous. "It does look like a lobster!" PS: <<And Dash to pick me up and flip me over on my back.>> Can you beef up to 16 pounds?

To: Rambi who wrote (30666)	7/2/1999 9:40:00 AM
From: Gauguin	Respond to of 71178

Yes, you DO want MJ to cook for you. I'm eating her lasagna. Whooo! Well, this is my lasagna, I'm not eating hers, but she made it. It's really good. I think it has walnuts blended into the saucy parts. And spinach. Maybe an undetectable souciance of cinnamon. (Catalyst.) AND, it's sort of low fat. Not that that matters. This girl can cook. I'm serious. There are some cooks who are good, I mean really good, and then there are those who are geniuses. Genii. She, is, in the genius class. She can make stuff up, out of the blue, and it's good. Great. Eatchur freaking heart out. You're being deprived, just by not being here. Heh heh.