A place for everything…

Between blogging and living… weird.

Very, very tired. Kthxbye!

“Take care of yourselves while I’m gone, y’all…”

“Oh don’t worry, Jon, we will!”

(Thanks Bill)

Part 1, unwritten and unpublished, would describe the legacies of our shared culture, our rivalries, the Puritanistic escape from Popery, the shared desire for power and responsibility, the fortunate position our language takes as a default for the rest of the world, MTV, Hollywood, ridicule of the French (joke) and weird activities.

Part 2, here, simply documents that last night at Big Easy I took the opportunity to enjoy a remarkably fine double-thick cut Mignon - the size of a family car - cooked blue with piles of fries, onion rings, salad, peppercorn sauce, calamari, chillies, slaw, skins, wings, chips, and several fattening sauces all washed down with Dead-Man’s Mules and finished off with a bloody good deep slow-burning Scotch. (While the birthday boy settled for a mere 20 kilo powerlifting monster of the deep).

I see these efforts not only as a method for using up that extra belt notch, but also as part of a veritable training regime; practicing and preparing to be comfortable in ordering for a lunch a salad - with a 16oz Sirloin and blue cheese sauce ‘on the side’….