Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Spruce
Today I ate the cack hummus. I told you I would. I grabbed extra lemon wedges, seems that the addition of lemon juice makes the cack less cack like and more edible.
Bruce is killing me. All the greatness and rah rah rah overwhelm because there has never been such a rah rah rah type of guy. Usually it’s just rah. Rah rah rah is nice, especially when he sends flowers to work.
They smell lovely.